" He moved into the left lane, rolled down his window, and tossed all of Alessandra’s new clothes and her shoe out of the car. “Oh, my God!” She spun in her seat, watching as her clothes hit the ground seventy-five miles an hour, getting caught in the brush. “Oh, my God!” She stared at him, aghast. “Why did you do that? Are you completely out of your mind? "

― Suzanne Brockmann , Bodyguard