Chapter 13
The Chase Across America
On the run with nowhere to go, they become fugitives. Agent Reed is relentless, using every resource to track them, while their once-loyal followers now see them as liabilities.
The asphalt ribbon unspooled beneath the tires, a blur of grey against the encroaching twilight. Christopher’s knuckles were white on the steering wheel, his gaze flicking between the rearview mirror and the endless expanse of highway ahead. Beside him, Felicia traced patterns on the fogged-up window, her breath a soft mist against the glass. The hum of the engine was a constant, nervous thrum, a soundtrack to their newfound status as fugitives.
“They’re still out there, aren’t they?” Felicia’s voice was quiet, barely disturbing the charged silence in the car.
Christopher grunted, a sound that was more exhalation than affirmation. “Reed’s not the type to let a loose end dangle. Especially not one that’s cost her this much.” He thought of the flashing lights, the shouts, the sheer, suffocating panic of the escape. It had been too close. Too close for comfort, too close for their carefully constructed illusion of control.
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