Chapter Thirty-FiveThe twenty minutes it took to reach Tina's car, hurtle through Worcester and out toward Holden at breakneck speed still counted among the slowest Clare had ever experienced. While she was suffering heavily from the resurgence of diabetic symptoms, these were in some way allayed by the adrenaline and unbridled levels of panic she experienced for her brother.
There had been no chance to bring anybody else. Clare hoped Helen would convince some of her newfound fan club that there was a serious emergency. None of it mattered. Not now.
They reached Holden, the street lighting guiding the way. Fortunately the roads were empty. It was a Sunday night, after all. Friendly's was still open. Nearly time to shut up for the night.
“You want me to pull in there?” Tina asked.
“I'm
