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David fought the steering wheel for control.

The car was still chugging forward but slowed ever so slightly. The sand dollar hanging from the rearview mirror swung in a pendulum arc from all the shaking. Lord, help! He needed to get out of the line of fire. I just need more time. Please hold off the waves.

The road widened and the Hummer sped past them. The gunman turned around, his torso just above the vehicle’s roof, until he faced them. This time the car didn’t obey David. “We’ve been hit!” The VW spun sideways, and another gunshot jolted the car. “They’re trying to leave us here.”

“If we don’t get to the evacuation zone before the tsunami hits, we won’t get out,” Aria said. “You can’t outrun—”

“I know,” David interrupted. He didn’t need to be reminded that if the gunmen didn’t kill them first, the tsunami would.