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The first bullet ripped into the seat by her shoulder.

Bailey hunched over as the second cracked the windshield. Frank didn’t wait for the third. He gunned the engine, pulling an evasive maneuver down a side street, and heard their tail screech in protest.

“Stay down!” Suddenly the black sedan swung behind them at the same time Frank noticed a semi ahead. He drove around the truck, using it as a shield and giving them the seconds they needed to get away.

After a couple of miles, he pulled over and helped her up. “Are you okay?” When she nodded, he said, “I’m taking you home now.”

“No!” she said, sitting up suddenly. “I’ve come this far. I can’t give up.”

“Bailey, someone knows we’re investigating this case and is trying to stop us. It probably goes way beyond that one man that was shooting at our car.”

“Don’t you realize one of those men already succeeded in killing my father?”

“And now they’re trying to kill us.”