Chapter 17
Van was jolted back to the present when the truck he was driving was bumped from behind. He looked up, thinking maybe someone just didn’t see him because of the foggy morning. When he was hit a second time, he knew it was meant for him.
Reaching for his phone, he realized it had slid to the floor on the passenger side of the vehicle. Keeping both hands on the wheel and his vehicle steady in the lane was turning out to be a major problem. Again, someone slammed into the truck, this time more to the right, throwing him into a spin that landed him in the ditch.
Reaching under the seat of the truck, he prayed there was a gun or something to protect himself with when he heard the report from a gun as the bullet shattered the back window. Reaching into the glove box, he finally fel
