Chapter
Thirteen
“How long has it been there?” Jason
asked.
Kristie drew a couple of quick breaths,
trying to calm her churning stomach. “Ever since we turned out of
the parking lot behind the doctor’s office.”
He twisted his neck to stare back at the
other vehicle, squinting to make out detail. The sun was fading
toward the horizon, and the sharp angle of the glare made it
difficult to see much. “Doesn’t look like an official car,” he
commented. “Can’t see inside too well, but I think there’s only one
person.”
“What do we do?” Her palms felt sweaty where
they wrapped around the steering wheel.
“Lose it,” Jason said. “Can you speed
up?”
“I don’t want to attract legal attention, if
that isn’t it.”
“Stay within shouting distance of the
limit.”
She nodded and pressed down
