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“Kara, listen to me.”

Jake’s footfalls pounded behind her. She ran faster. “Kara,” he called. “If you didn’t set the fire, you have no reason to run,” Jake called. “The police will protect you from whoever you’re afraid of.”

She tripped over the curb as she chanced a glance over her shoulder.

Jake burst from between the houses just as she recovered her balance. His gaze slammed into hers. The dim light couldn’t mask the concern she saw flickering in his eyes. “I can help you, Kara.”

The sound of a siren broke his spell. He’d called the police. She gulped in a lungful of air. “If you really want to help me, Jake, forget you ever saw me.” She turned on her heel and ran.

“Kara!”

Blinding headlights blipped on, and she froze. Her heart jammed in her throat as the lights sped toward her. I’m going to die.

Hurled into the hedges on the other side of the road, her body exploded in agony. Then everything went black.