n to look back when he piped up again, "Don't turn around! Just check th

sked, my voice shaking with panic. My heart was racing,

quickly. He steered the car into a fairly quiet lane. I saw from the

mashed into the back window, the sharp sound

ur seatbelt!

wha

e the

rive with

u handl

?! He

n dr

ac

ow

switched seats as the car swerved dangerously left and right. I ignored the pa

is head out. A shot rang out from his gun. I jumped a little. I'd already been grazed by a bullet, and

ed. One shot hit one of the rear tires, making me lose control for a moment. I reached over

slumped back into his seat.

brief second, but then my stomach sank as I spott

a truck!"

ep going straig

creamed, my heart pounding so ha

! You can

be guaranteed either if that damn chasing car caught us. Taking

me on! You c

before the giant truck reached the center of the intersection. There was a

ky stop, my breath ragged and uneven. Finally,

eyes. "I-I just killed

on't cry.

ed, burying my face in

onto his lap. He held me close, his voice

the weight crushing my chest. Fear and relief swirled together-relief from hi

breathing steadied. My grip on his coat s

softly. I nodded twice, my

oo

assenger seat and got out, wal

as one of the tires was hit by a bullet. I didn't dare l

etween two old, empty bui

of Prince Charming was long gone. I knew now that his life wasn't exactly sunshine

n this condition," he explained. I avoided look

, then pressed it to his ear. It took several tries-and a lo

d help-my car's trashed. Get here now!" Isa

.

deout from the

.

she's w

as talking

.

t. Just get here, or I'll h

o me. "You should call your si

I had forgotten about her. I took the phone he hand

first ring, which

m,

? Is th

just wa

ut the commotion at the café earlier, and when I went to look for you, you we

n, Kim. I

ost went crazy looking for you! Ma

well how over-the-top my mom would get if she

ou hadn't cal

ore second, and she would've sent out a 911 alert for a

. I just wanted to let you know

, you're driv

ise I'll explain everything whe

to another rant. Handing the phone b

y seat, fiddling with my fingers, batt

lly looked at him as he turned to fac

*

it

, Anne