Trey clung to the oh-s**t handle and offered up silent prayers they wouldn't meet any oncoming traffic. Casey made two more turns before she seemed to ease up a little.
"Where'd you learn to drive? Practicing for the Indy 500?"
She gave a short, dry laugh. "Scoff if you will, but I'll bet those suckers have no idea where we disappeared to."
"Are you kidding? We-you-left them out cold in the parking lot. I'd give a nickel to find out what happened when they came to."
"Depends how long they were out." She eased up on the gas a little and blew out a breath. "Worst case, they made it to their vehicle and got the hell out of there. Now they'll be trying to pick up our trail. Best case, they were still out when my folks arrived. They'd have had Ben Russell on them in a heartbeat."
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