The cool night air slammed into me as I pulled closer, and Goldie’s headlights bounced over the pavement.I moved into the opposite lane and accelerated.The front wheel edged past her rear bumper, then her driver-side door.Then her front fender.
I matched her speed, and the car jerked slightly.She’d finally noticed me, and I turned my head.
Goldie’s eyes were huge behind the glass.
Terrified.
Exhausted.
Wild.
I motioned downward.
She shook her head immediately.Hell no.
I pointed again.
She shook her head harder.
Jesus Christ.I motioned for her to roll down the window.For a second, I didn’t think she would, then the glass slowly lowered.
Wind exploded through the opening.“What the hell are you doing?”she shouted.
I laughed.“What am I doing?What the hell are you doing?”
“Leave!”
“Not happening!”
“You need to go back!”
I pointed toward the shoulder.“Pull over!”
“No!”
I barked out a laugh.
This woman was insane.
“Goldie!”
She gripped the steering wheel tighter.“They’re following me!”
“Not anymore!”
“You don’t know that!”
“I know you’re gonna wreck this damn car if you keep driving like this!”
Her jaw clenched.
“Pull the fuck over!”I yelled.“Before I wreck both of us!”
For a second, I thought she was going to ignore me again, then I saw the fight happening behind her eyes.Fear and then common sense finally won.
Her shoulders sagged just a little, and then she nodded.
Thank fuck.
