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before ending up on the service road. Henry pressed down on the gas pedal again.
They raced down a country road, which luckily was currently empty of traffic. As they rounded a blind curve, Laney let out a yell. Two deer darted into the road.
“ Shit!” Henry yanked the wheel to the right. They plowed off the road and down a steep embankment. The SUV bucked violently as it was lifted into the air by the uneven ground.
Oh God. The ground rushed up toward them. With a wrenching roar, the front of the car slammed into the ground.
The air bags exploded.
Laney fell forward, going headlong toward the windshield. At the last moment, two hands wrapped around her shoulders and pulled her back.
As the dust settled, Laney found herself sprawled across Henry’s chest, with her legs still in the back seat. With a groan, she pushed herself up. “Thanks.”
Henry nodded. A couple of cuts dotted his forehead, but they were already healing.
Laney sat on the divider between the two front seats and arched her back with a grimace. Man, that hurt.
“ You okay, Lanes?” Jake asked
She turned and saw a deep gash in Jake ’s right arm. “Your arm,” she cried.
“ There’s a first aid kit in the back, under the driver’s seat,” Henry said.
Laney scrambled to the back. Searching the floor, she found it and wrenched it free from its perch. She yanked the lid off, rummaging through for bandages and antiseptic.
Jake pushed against his door. “We don’t have time for that. Henry, can you get your door open?”
“ No. I’m dug in too deep. I think the back doors are our best bet.”
Laney handed Henry the first aid supplies. “Wrap his arm. I’ll try the doors.” She turned to the door behind Henry. Tugging on the handle, she pushed. It moved, but not enough to let a person through. The frame must have bent.
She turned, and launched her feet at the door. With a groan, it opened a little more. A few more kicks, and she had it open wide enough to slide through.
“ Got it.” She crawled out.
Jake crawled into the back seat and out, his arm bandaged. “We need to move.”
Henry appeared out of the car next. The three of them looked up the hill.
“ Pretty steep,” Jake said.
“ And if those guys see the tracks, we’ll be walking right at them,” Laney said.
A squeal of brakes came from up top, followed by the slam of doors.
“Time to run.” Henry grabbed Laney’s arm. Together, the three of them sprinted into the trees.
CHAPTER 16
L aney ran, ducking branches, leaping over brush. Her mind was moving as quickly as her feet. What were these guys after? Was her uncle right? Were they really after her?
She jumped over a downed tree and came down in a small divot. Her ankle turned. With a cry, she fell.
Jake dropped next to her. “Laney?”
Pain radiated up her leg. “It’s my ankle.”
Jake pulled her to her feet. “I’ll carry you.”
Henry jogged back. “Jake, let me.”
Jake nodded.
Henry picked Laney up as if she weighed nothing. And then they were off again.
Henry kept pace with Jake, not even breathing hard. Laney knew that Henry could have sprinted away from them and gotten himself to safety easily. But he wouldn’t leave them.
Behind them, they could hear the pursuit of many feet. Tendrils of fear crawled down Laney’s spine. Their pursuers were getting closer.
Up ahead, the trees ended. Henry and Jake didn’t stop, just burst through into the open grass. Fifty feet ahead, a thirty-foot-high chain-link fence stood in front of them. Cattle ate peacefully on the other side.
Laney looked to the right and left. A dirt road ran along the length of the fence, all two hundred feet. Signs hung on the fence every twenty-five feet. The signs had lightning bolts on them. The fence was electrified.
CHAPTER 17
“H enry, put me down,” Laney ordered.
“ What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
They raced down a country road, which luckily was currently empty of traffic. As they rounded a blind curve, Laney let out a yell. Two deer darted into the road.
“ Shit!” Henry yanked the wheel to the right. They plowed off the road and down a steep embankment. The SUV bucked violently as it was lifted into the air by the uneven ground.
Oh God. The ground rushed up toward them. With a wrenching roar, the front of the car slammed into the ground.
The air bags exploded.
Laney fell forward, going headlong toward the windshield. At the last moment, two hands wrapped around her shoulders and pulled her back.
As the dust settled, Laney found herself sprawled across Henry’s chest, with her legs still in the back seat. With a groan, she pushed herself up. “Thanks.”
Henry nodded. A couple of cuts dotted his forehead, but they were already healing.
Laney sat on the divider between the two front seats and arched her back with a grimace. Man, that hurt.
“ You okay, Lanes?” Jake asked
She turned and saw a deep gash in Jake ’s right arm. “Your arm,” she cried.
“ There’s a first aid kit in the back, under the driver’s seat,” Henry said.
Laney scrambled to the back. Searching the floor, she found it and wrenched it free from its perch. She yanked the lid off, rummaging through for bandages and antiseptic.
Jake pushed against his door. “We don’t have time for that. Henry, can you get your door open?”
“ No. I’m dug in too deep. I think the back doors are our best bet.”
Laney handed Henry the first aid supplies. “Wrap his arm. I’ll try the doors.” She turned to the door behind Henry. Tugging on the handle, she pushed. It moved, but not enough to let a person through. The frame must have bent.
She turned, and launched her feet at the door. With a groan, it opened a little more. A few more kicks, and she had it open wide enough to slide through.
“ Got it.” She crawled out.
Jake crawled into the back seat and out, his arm bandaged. “We need to move.”
Henry appeared out of the car next. The three of them looked up the hill.
“ Pretty steep,” Jake said.
“ And if those guys see the tracks, we’ll be walking right at them,” Laney said.
A squeal of brakes came from up top, followed by the slam of doors.
“Time to run.” Henry grabbed Laney’s arm. Together, the three of them sprinted into the trees.
CHAPTER 16
L aney ran, ducking branches, leaping over brush. Her mind was moving as quickly as her feet. What were these guys after? Was her uncle right? Were they really after her?
She jumped over a downed tree and came down in a small divot. Her ankle turned. With a cry, she fell.
Jake dropped next to her. “Laney?”
Pain radiated up her leg. “It’s my ankle.”
Jake pulled her to her feet. “I’ll carry you.”
Henry jogged back. “Jake, let me.”
Jake nodded.
Henry picked Laney up as if she weighed nothing. And then they were off again.
Henry kept pace with Jake, not even breathing hard. Laney knew that Henry could have sprinted away from them and gotten himself to safety easily. But he wouldn’t leave them.
Behind them, they could hear the pursuit of many feet. Tendrils of fear crawled down Laney’s spine. Their pursuers were getting closer.
Up ahead, the trees ended. Henry and Jake didn’t stop, just burst through into the open grass. Fifty feet ahead, a thirty-foot-high chain-link fence stood in front of them. Cattle ate peacefully on the other side.
Laney looked to the right and left. A dirt road ran along the length of the fence, all two hundred feet. Signs hung on the fence every twenty-five feet. The signs had lightning bolts on them. The fence was electrified.
CHAPTER 17
“H enry, put me down,” Laney ordered.
“ What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
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