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keep her in sight. She was trying to get away but she wouldn’t
because she was his wife. He would bring her home because he
loved her, and then he would shoot her dead because he hated
her.
Katie saw the headlights of a car on the road, moving as fast as a
race car. She wanted to get to the road, to flag the car down, but
she knew she wouldn’t reach the road in time. Surprising her, the
car suddenly began to slow, and all at once, she recognized the
jeep as it careened into the lot, recognized Alex behind the wheel.
Roaring past her, toward Kevin.
The sirens were getting closer now. People were coming and she
felt a surge of hope.
Kevin saw the jeep coming and raised the gun. He began firing,
but the jeep kept coming toward him. He leapt out of the way as
the jeep roared past, but it clipped his hand, breaking all the bones
and knocking the gun somewhere into the darkness.
Kevin screamed in agony, instinctively cradling his hand as the
jeep careened forward, past the burning wreckage of the store,
skidding on the gravel and crashing headlong into the storage
shed.
There were sirens in the distance. He wanted to chase Erin but he
would get arrested if he stayed. The fear took over and Kevin
began to limp and jog to his car, knowing that he had to get out of
there and wondering how everything had gone so wrong.
Katie watched Kevin tear out of the lot, gravel spinning, onto the
main road. Turning around, she saw that Alex’s jeep was half
buried in the storage shed, its engine still spewing exhaust, and
she raced toward it. The fire cast its flickering light on the rear of
the car and she felt panic rising inside her, as she prayed for Alex
to show himself.