Chapter 221: Hunters, Part 4

Richard

Michael curses and slams onto the accelerator, but it’s not clear who will reach the women first. Spot-lit by beams from three directions Charlotte halts, hovers for a fraction of a second, then suddenly releases Elizabeth, shoving her in our direction, gesticulating and screeching instructions at her.

My wife totters towards us but Charlotte dashes off to one side, vanishing into the darkness and one of the cars turns to follow.

“Shit!” spits James. “We can’t follow both!”

“Neither can they…” mutters Michael, his foot still hard on the gas as he helter-skelters towards Elizabeth. “Get ready to pull her in,” he shouts back to me, but I’m already half hanging out of the back door, reaching for my Love.

She can see me and in the harsh light of the head-lamps, her eyes are desperate, swollen, her face white and tear-streaked as, seeing me, arms outstretched, she screams my name.