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“I have no idea who takes the ones who disappear,” Ramon said. “I always thought it was Kart.” He braced. “Here they come.”
She leaned forward and looked at the side mirror. Headlights lit up the road behind them. A car passed on the other side, coming at them. The driver laid on the horn as they passed, but she didn’t know what they were trying to communicate—a warning, or an order not to involve them.
Whichever it was, they passed.
Then the first gunshot pinged off the back of the truck.
Kenna flinched.
“I’ve got this,” Ramon said. “You take care of them.”
Great. She turned the gun so it pointed at the carpet between her feet, not ready to roll the window down and start firing. “How far to cover?”
They’d been out in the open up to this point. Ahead she could see the yellow glow of civilization where the mountains dipped into a flat area. Rain started to pepper the windshield, fat drops that accompanied the wind.
“There’s a river up ahead. The bridge will bottleneck us, but once we’re past that we can head into town and try and lose them.” Ramon’s voice was tight. “We just have to hang on.”
She expected frustration to come to the forefront, but it didn’t. There was a stillness inside that seemed to settle her where normally there would only be more turmoil. Another gift on top of the salvation she believed she had received.
Help us get to the ranch if that’s what is meant to happen.
She didn’t know what God might have planned and didn’t want to mess up His will. So how did she decide if she was meant to suggest to Ramon that they take another route, or try another plan?
Another gunshot cracked the driver’s side mirror.
Ramon gripped the wheel.
She looked out the one on her side. “They’re right on us. If they shoot out a tire or send us off the road—into the river—we won’t be able to get the money to Navarro in time.” Or at all.
“And all you care about is your friends, not us.”
“I don’t want any casualties,” she said. “No matter who it is.”
“Then roll down your window and shoot back.”
That was his answer, just shoot back? Kenna gritted her teeth. “Get us to that bridge.”
Town was closer now. She watched the dash clock and the speedometer, though she didn’t have a good view from this angle. No one obstructed the road in front. The hurricane and the bad guys were behind them.
Kart, his cousin, and the men who dressed as feds? Maybe they’d all realized what happened—that they’d been duped—and jumped onto a pursuit. Determined to steal the money, no matter what.
Stopping had allowed them time to catch up.
She shuddered, not wanting to think what Elliot might have planned.
The donation had been a good thing in the midst of a bad situation. And it turned out, there were dangerous consequences. She didn’t like these circumstances no matter which way it turned out for any of them, all she wanted was to get past this.
Then they wouldrun.
The car or truck behind—she could only see blinding headlights now—eclipsed everything. A heavy thump impacted the back of their truck. The whole thing shook. Ramon fought to keep hold on the steering wheel.
He hissed. “They’ll try and run us into the river.”
Kenna didn’t want to get in a crash. “Put your seatbelt on so it doesn’t kill you if we do end up in there.”
He did as she ordered. “Are you going to use that gun?”
“Don’t rush me.” She was waiting for just the right time, hoping the wisdom she had came from God. Her skills—ones He’d made sure she had for exactly this night and what they would have to do. “Hold it steady.”
