TWENTY-SIX
Taylor's heart hammered crazily. By now she should be used to this scare but each time still seemed like the first. She glanced in the back. Meggie still slumbered in the child seat, thank heavens. What if the person following tried to shoot? She hoped that wouldn't happen. Scrunching lower in her seat, she clasped the seatbelt tighter as she watched the speedometer. Silently, she prayed Cory knew what he was doing and not trying to get them killed in the process. He turned another corner and she held her breath until they were moving straight again. Cory cursed and stomped on the gas. Behind them, the roar of an engine grew louder and the black truck slowly crept beside them. "Crap!" Cory swerved and she let out a little sob. He yanked the steering wheel in one direction. Tires squea
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