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Travis couldn’t shake the prickly feeling of being watched.

If he and Casey were still together, he’d have suggested a quick run to the coast, a dinner of sandwiches and soda while they dug their toes in the sand. It was half on his tongue to ask, but probably wasn’t a smart idea.

“You look like you’re plotting something.” Casey had stopped at the edge of the brick sidewalk and was eyeballing him like she really could read his thoughts.

That would be scary.

He looked both ways, waiting for a break in traffic. “Me? Plotting? Not at all.”

An older Nissan 280ZX stopped half a block away and flashed its lights.

Travis and Casey both threw a wave of thanks and stepped into the street, aiming for Travis’s truck on the other side.

A sudden squeal tore the air.

Adrenaline crashed through him in a lightning jolt of pain as the Nissan roared straight for them.