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Chapter 17

Fox

“Can I drive?”

A truck passes us on the left. I stiffen in the driver’s seat.

“No,” I answer.

There’s a man driving it with a small girl in the passenger seat. No real threat there. I relax.

“Why not?”

I look at Dani. Her sunglasses sit on top of her head, buried inside the short, black bob. She was passed out asleep just ten minutes ago, but her eyes show a fresh, wakeful enthusiasm now.

“Because no,” I say.

“That’s not a reason.”

“You’ve never heard Bennett say because I said so before?”

“Of course. It’s his catchphrase.”

I chortle. “Do you even have a driver’s license?”

“Yes, I have a license.”

“On you?”

“No, but that’s your fault, isn’t it?” She glares. “Didn’t have a chance to grab my purse while fleeing my apartment in nothing but a bathrobe.”

I picture it all again. Of course, I do.

Tattered hair and exposed thighs.

Fast movement brings my eyes to the rearview mirror. A black car makes a dangerous pass around a vehicle a few hundred yards behind us. I grip the wheel, preparing for the worst.

“All the more reason to let me drive, Dani.”

The same black car revs its engine and weaves around us. The driver is young. Male. Red, puffy eyes. Not an assassin. Just an idiot.

Dani lays her head back in defeat. “Can I listen to the radio?”

“I’d prefer silence.”

“Why?”

“Because I need to concentrate.” I glance over at her again. She bends forward to slip her shoes and socks off. “You should leave those on, just in case.”

“Fox, it’s been almost eight hours.” She stretches out her tiny toes, wiggling them free. I force myself not to stare at the ballerina-like arches of her feet. “If someone were following us, we would probably know by now.”

“That’s not necessarily true.”

“How so?”

“Dani, please just shut up and let me do what I do.”

She laughs, throwing her head back. “Damn, Fox…”

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