Chapter 12
Betrayal on the Plains
Kyle makes his move, leading them into a trap. A brutal confrontation ensues, forcing Christopher and Felicia to fight for their lives and revealing the extent of his treachery.
The flat, endless expanse of the plains stretched before them, a canvas of pale gold under a sky that seemed to hold its breath. Christopher gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles white, a nervous energy humming beneath his skin. Felicia, beside him, traced patterns on the condensation of her window, her usual vibrant spark dulled by the gnawing unease that had settled in their stomachs. Kyle’s assurances had been smooth, too smooth, like polished river stones that hid sharp edges. He’d promised them a sanctuary, a quiet corner of Nebraska where they could lay low, regroup, and plan their next move. A place where no one would look twice at a couple with a comfortable amount of cash and a yearning for anonymity.
“You think this is it, Chris?” Felicia’s voice was soft, barely disturbing the silence that had fallen between them. The hum of the tires on the asphalt was the only other sound.
Christopher forced a smile, trying to inject a confidence he didn’t feel into his voice. “It’s what Kyle said. A place to breathe. And besides, he’s been good to us, hasn’t he? Gotten us the intel, the gear, kept us one step ahead.” He avoided her gaze, focusing on the shimmering heat haze on the horizon.
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