“Don’t care,” said Lyndon. If he timed it right…This looked like the last exit for several miles at least.
The SUV hit them again, so hard it nearly ruined Lyndon’s plan. But he managed to merge back to the right and hit the break enough to get them onto the off ramp without rolling or crashing. He could practically feel both himself and Curtis holding their breaths at the maneuver; the SUV shot on past them.
Lyndon came to a stop at the sign, then took a left and crossed under the highway. When he got back on it going the opposite direction, Curtis spoke.
“What are you doing?”
“We have to put some distance and confusion between us and them. Or do you think they’re not coming right back?” Lyndon paused as he merged into traffic. “Do you think there are more of them?”
“I don’t know,” s
