The Chase

Chapter 93

As white as the back of his hands became through the hue of the wheel itself, the black SUV on their tail continued to somehow inch closer and closer to them.

"James, what is going on?" Lily somehow forced out, her voice tight with fear.

"I don't know," James gritted out. "But I'm not stopping to find out."

He floored it and the car surged forward. The mountain road weaved and curved ahead of them—every turn being a new obstacle.

Ava squirmed in her seat. "Mamma? Why're we going so fast?"

Lily smiled weakly at her daughter. "It's okay, sweetheart. Daddy is just. Well, he's practicing his race car driving. Why don't you look out the window and count the trees?"

Ava yawned and turned toward the window to look out. Lily looked at James with worry clouding her eyes. "What are we gonna do?".

James raised his eyes to the rearview mirror again and found it: the SUV behind them was still there and had responded to his turns and curves, imitating every move. "We gotta shake them. T