Page 46 of A Bear's Nemesis


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Then Vince called out.

“Quinn, sweetheart,” his voice rang out. “Get outta there, will you?”

Quinn’s stomach turned over, and she thought she might vomit up her dinner.

Lights flicked on in the motel, but no doors opened.

“Go,” Hudson said.

“I’m not after you,” Vince called again, his voice like fingernails on a chalkboard. “You can escape, no problem.”

“Go,” said Julius.

“I’m not going,” she said, her teeth clenched. “He’s not supposed to shoot me, I can keep you safe.”

Vince moved again. In a couple of seconds, he’d be able to see them, huddled behind the car, and then what?

“He’s going to shoot you,” Hudson said, his eyes roving the empty parking lot, looking for any escape. “He’s not your parents. He doesn’t care about you. Go.”

There has to be some kind of weapon, Quinn thought frantically, looking down at the three of them. Something we can do.

“Can you throw a pocketknife?”

Hudson just shook his head.

What else? Belts, wallets, my purse, keys...

She blinked, holding her breath.

Keys.

Vince won’t shoot at me,she thought. Right?

Quinn didn’t let herself think any more. She grabbed the keys from Julius’s hand and pulled herself up and into the SUV before either of them could stop her.

She’d gotten them into this mess, and she was going to get them out.

Please don’t let him shoot me, she thought. He knows who I am, after all.

She could see Vince through the windshield, and watched him hesitate, the gun slightly lowered.

“That’s right. Just come over here and then I’ll take care of these animals that took you.”

She slid into the driver’s seat, jammed her foot on the brake, and started the car, her palms slippery with sweat

Vince frowned.

“Quinn?”

The passenger door flew open and Hudson’s face was there, half furious and half terrified.

“What are you—”

Quinn gunned it. She screamed her best war cry as the SUV flew forward, straight toward Vince.

He stood there, shocked. At the last second he shot, but the shot went wide, smashing through the windshield and missing Quinn herself.

The last thing she heard was the crunch of metal against the brick of the motel and then a long, horrible scream.

Then everything went black.

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