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Оглавление“Come on!” Luke grabbed Melanie’s arm and pulled her toward the trees on the side of the road where they could hide out of view.
“Maybe it’s someone who will help us!” she said excitedly.
“Maybe,” he said. Or maybe it was the shooter. Or an accomplice of the shooter. They had no proof that the assailant was acting alone.
Headlights rounded a twist in the road, washing Luke’s disabled truck in light, and then the vehicle stopped. It stayed on the road, engine idling.
After a few seconds it crept forward a little. And in the wash of the illumination from the headlights, the front of the rig became visible.
Beside him, he heard Melanie draw in a sharp breath.
“That truck looks familiar,” she whispered.
It looked familiar to Luke, too. He readied his gun, flicking off the safety, just in case. Then he pointed his flashlight toward the windshield of the truck and turned it on.
