Chapter 30: A Row to Call
The headlights grew closer, the hum of the engine a small comfort against the chaos of the night. I tightened my grip on Reid’s hand, praying whoever was behind the wheel wasn’t another threat.
“Stay behind me,” I whispered, stepping onto the road as the car rolled to a stop.
Precious clung to Reid, her wide eyes darting nervously. The driver’s side window rolled down, revealing an older man with kind eyes and a furrowed brow.
“You folks look like you’ve been through hell,” he said, his voice gruff but concerned. “What’s going on here?”
“Please, we need help,” I said quickly, scanning the woods for any sign of pursuit. “Can you take us into town?”
The man hesitated, his gaze flicking to the treeline. “Trouble with someone?”
“Big trouble,” I adm
