Once she had laid eyes on her truck, nothing else had really mattered. If another explosion had happened five feet away, she scarcely would have noticed. She had been about to reach out and try to pull the mirror out of the glass, another string of brutal obscenities issuing from her mouth, when Mack spun her around.
She stared blankly at her as the shorter blonde hauled her hands down and gave her a desperate and hurried look over. There was an unusual panic on her face, and snapped back to the reality around them, Hunter was a bit touched. Though she dare not say so. Stumbling back against the truck as she was shoved, Hunter growled. "Hey!"
Her own angry comeback died on her lips though as Mackenzie screamed at her, that look of worry hitting home again. She was actually scared, Hunter realized. She watched the girl back off and rub her face, and Hunter stepped forward, clapping her roughly twice on the back. "Chin up, bucko! I'm alive and well! And we're gunna find out who the fuck did this 'cos it's personal! Look at my fuckin' baby girl!" she cried, gesturing frantically to the windshield over her shoulder.