Lucas?
No way. Even if he figured out she ran off and guessed the general direction, how the hell would he know she was hiding on such an out-of-the-way slope?
That just didn’t add up!
Suddenly, a thought hit her—what about the guy who was shouting outside the car window earlier?
Could it be him…?
Maybe he’d been lurking close by all along, saw her crawling out of the trunk and followed her down this path?
The more she thought about it, the more panic crept in.
She hunched down and started moving deeper into the brush. It was pitch dark—she couldn’t see a thing, and didn’t dare use her phone flashlight, just blindly stumbled through the bushes like a headless chicken.
She could still hear footsteps behind her—and they were definitely getting closer.
A flood of
