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plane.”
“What plane?” Clint perked up at the new development.
“The one I arranged for when I realized things had blown up in our faces. It should be waiting for us at the little airstrip not too far from here.”
Sherry nudged Madeline. “This is the time,” she whispered. “Pretend that we won’t give them any trouble, then when they let us out we can tell them we have to go to the bathroom and make a run for it.”
“Be serious,” Madeline returned. “Don’t you think these guys can outrun us?”
“Maybe they can,” Sherry said. “But if we have a few minutes’ head start we might get to safety before they can find us.”
The road turned rocky, and the interior of the van darkened as they entered another wooded area and wound down a path that didn’t seem at all suited for such a vehicle. Branches scraped against the sides of the van, and the sound of gravel under the wheels sent a shiver up her spine. How far into these woods would they take them? And how in the world would they ever get back out if they did escape?
Calm down, Sherry, she told herself. There must be a clearing somewhere, otherwise there couldn’t be an airstrip. They could just hide in the woods until Clint and Sam gave up on them, and then follow the path. Don’t be ridiculous, she reminded herself. Clint wasn’t going to give up. Not unless his danger was so immediate that he couldn’t risk wasted time.
The van came to an opening, and she saw a large field with a runway down the middle. A small single-engine plane idled there, waiting for them. Sam stopped the van, and the two men got out and slid open the side door. “Let’s go,” Clint said, holding out a hand for Sherry.
Sherry stepped down. The forest surrounding the airfield seemed rougher and more primitive, as if it was rarely visited by the human species. But there had to be a way out, she told herself, for they weren’t far from the highway. “We … we need to go to the bathroom,” she ventured.
“You’ll have to wait,” Clint said.
Madeline danced around impatiently. “Come on, have a heart.”
“She won’t make it,” Sherry said. “She’s got a small bladder.”
Madeline blushed convincingly as Sherry pulled her to the trees. Clint started after them, but Sherry spun around, forcing her breath to function normally. “Look around you, Clint. Do you really see any possibility of escape? There are probably snakes in there, not to mention other rabid, hungry animals. Would I really be foolish enough to risk getting stuck here overnight? Let the woman go in peace.”
Clint heaved an impertinent sigh. “All right,” he said finally. “Hurry up.”
Sherry led Madeline off in the direction that seemed least dangerous an area of the woods with thick bushes and matted vines webbed between the trees.
“All right,” Sherry whispered as they pushed limbs aside as fast as their arms would move. “As soon as we get far enough away that they can’t hear, we’re going to run.”
“Where?” Madeline asked in a whisper. “I don’t know where we are. Do you?”
“We’ll figure it out,” Sherry assured her.
“But it’ll be dark in a couple of hours. What if we get caught in here overnight? What about those rabid, hungry animals you mentioned a minute ago? I’m not so sure I wouldn’t rather be with Clint and Sam.”
“How can you say that?” Sherry hissed. “They have guns. They’re taking us on a plane to who knows where. They’re making us accessories to whatever they’ve done.”
“We’re not accessories. We’re victims,” Madeline argued. “And a guy who sings ‘Peggy Sue’couldn’t be that dangerous.”
Sherry had never wanted to strangle her roommate more. “Madeline, even if we could be sure they wouldn’t hurt us, they are obviously not the only ones involved. There are others. Someone’s in that plane. How do you know they aren’t dangerous?” Sherry led Madeline at a brisk pace while they whispered, brush
“What plane?” Clint perked up at the new development.
“The one I arranged for when I realized things had blown up in our faces. It should be waiting for us at the little airstrip not too far from here.”
Sherry nudged Madeline. “This is the time,” she whispered. “Pretend that we won’t give them any trouble, then when they let us out we can tell them we have to go to the bathroom and make a run for it.”
“Be serious,” Madeline returned. “Don’t you think these guys can outrun us?”
“Maybe they can,” Sherry said. “But if we have a few minutes’ head start we might get to safety before they can find us.”
The road turned rocky, and the interior of the van darkened as they entered another wooded area and wound down a path that didn’t seem at all suited for such a vehicle. Branches scraped against the sides of the van, and the sound of gravel under the wheels sent a shiver up her spine. How far into these woods would they take them? And how in the world would they ever get back out if they did escape?
Calm down, Sherry, she told herself. There must be a clearing somewhere, otherwise there couldn’t be an airstrip. They could just hide in the woods until Clint and Sam gave up on them, and then follow the path. Don’t be ridiculous, she reminded herself. Clint wasn’t going to give up. Not unless his danger was so immediate that he couldn’t risk wasted time.
The van came to an opening, and she saw a large field with a runway down the middle. A small single-engine plane idled there, waiting for them. Sam stopped the van, and the two men got out and slid open the side door. “Let’s go,” Clint said, holding out a hand for Sherry.
Sherry stepped down. The forest surrounding the airfield seemed rougher and more primitive, as if it was rarely visited by the human species. But there had to be a way out, she told herself, for they weren’t far from the highway. “We … we need to go to the bathroom,” she ventured.
“You’ll have to wait,” Clint said.
Madeline danced around impatiently. “Come on, have a heart.”
“She won’t make it,” Sherry said. “She’s got a small bladder.”
Madeline blushed convincingly as Sherry pulled her to the trees. Clint started after them, but Sherry spun around, forcing her breath to function normally. “Look around you, Clint. Do you really see any possibility of escape? There are probably snakes in there, not to mention other rabid, hungry animals. Would I really be foolish enough to risk getting stuck here overnight? Let the woman go in peace.”
Clint heaved an impertinent sigh. “All right,” he said finally. “Hurry up.”
Sherry led Madeline off in the direction that seemed least dangerous an area of the woods with thick bushes and matted vines webbed between the trees.
“All right,” Sherry whispered as they pushed limbs aside as fast as their arms would move. “As soon as we get far enough away that they can’t hear, we’re going to run.”
“Where?” Madeline asked in a whisper. “I don’t know where we are. Do you?”
“We’ll figure it out,” Sherry assured her.
“But it’ll be dark in a couple of hours. What if we get caught in here overnight? What about those rabid, hungry animals you mentioned a minute ago? I’m not so sure I wouldn’t rather be with Clint and Sam.”
“How can you say that?” Sherry hissed. “They have guns. They’re taking us on a plane to who knows where. They’re making us accessories to whatever they’ve done.”
“We’re not accessories. We’re victims,” Madeline argued. “And a guy who sings ‘Peggy Sue’couldn’t be that dangerous.”
Sherry had never wanted to strangle her roommate more. “Madeline, even if we could be sure they wouldn’t hurt us, they are obviously not the only ones involved. There are others. Someone’s in that plane. How do you know they aren’t dangerous?” Sherry led Madeline at a brisk pace while they whispered, brush
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