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“Followed?” Savvy twisted in her seat to look behind them.

“Get your head down!” Dawson pushed her head down across the console.

“Okay, okay, I get it. You don’t have to be so—”

“Damn!” Dawson slammed on the brakes.

Despite her bodyguard’s warnings, Savvy had to see what was going on. She risked raising her head just enough to peer over the dash. A dark sedan stretched across the road ahead, completely blocking the way.

“Brace yourself.” He jerked the truck into reverse.

Savvy tucked her head and wrapped her arms around the back of her neck, prepared for impact.

They hit the car behind them, the impact throwing her forward, the shoulder strap whipping her back against the seat at the last moment.

As quickly as they hit, Dawson shoved the shift in Drive, his hands on the wheel, spinning it to the left toward a narrow alley between buildings. The passenger-side mirror scraped the bricks, with a long screeching sound that made Savvy grind her teeth. But the alternative could be worse.

Savvy clamped her lips closed and held on. “I’m beginning to see the merits of having stayed in the hospital,” she muttered as the truck skidded sideways onto the next street, coming within an inch of hitting a solid brick wall.

A low rumble erupted from the man clinging to the steering wheel next to her. A smile tilted the corner of the lip she could see from her side of the truck. Was that laughter?