Chapter Twenty-One
Backtrack
Sammy focused on the road ahead of them. Dust’s words played in her head like a broken record. She fought against the growing panic inside her. Her gaze moved to Dust who was sitting quietly beside her. Josie had climbed into the back seat where, thankfully, she and Todd had fallen asleep.
“Why?” she asked in a soft voice. “Why does she want to kill me first?”
Dust turned to look at her. “I’m not sure,” he admitted. “I think it is because she knows I care about you.”
“What about Todd and Josie?” Sammy asked with a frown. “Is she after them as well?”
“No,” Dust replied quietly.
Sammy gripped the steering wheel and scowled. “You care about them. I just don’t get why I’m on her hit list,” she said in frustration.
Dust was silent for several minutes. Sammy
