Kept me guessing far into the story... *love* the characters:
Michelle undid her safety belt.
"What the hell are you doing?" cried King.
"You can't outrun him on these windy roads, and I can't get a decent shot off with my belt on. Just keep ahead of him."
"Wait a minute, call 911 first."
"I can't. I didn't bring my cell phone. My purse was too small for it *and* my gun."
King looked...
more Kept me guessing far into the story... *love* the characters:
Michelle undid her safety belt.
"What the hell are you doing?" cried King.
"You can't outrun him on these windy roads, and I can't get a decent shot off with my belt on. Just keep ahead of him."
"Wait a minute, call 911 first."
"I can't. I didn't bring my cell phone. My purse was too small for it *and* my gun."
King looked at her incredulously. "You didn't bring your phone but you brought your gun?"
"I think I have my priorities right," she said sharply. "What can I do with a phone: call him to death?"
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