headlights became blinding.
She sobbed when the vehicle idled a few yards away and a female voice called, “Mam?”
She shielded her eyes from the lights and Sarah’s shoulder jolted with fire, forcing a screaming shriek from her lungs.
Micah was suddenly there pulling her to the driver side of the car. “Move! Move!” he roared to the woman in the driver seat while pushing Sarah in. The car jolted forward and glass shattered behind them. “Stay down!” Micah pressed Sarah to the seat as bullets suddenly whizzed and thonked against the car.
Oh God protect us!
***
Micah did a hundred down the highway, praying to see swirling blue lights in his rearview mirror so they could get an escort to town. He glanced at Sarah who still whimpered and held the base of the arrow embedded in her shoulder. “Don’t move it. As soon as I stop, I’ll get it out.”
“I…feel weird.”
Micah did too. But he recognized the feeling in his body and taste in his mouth from years of training and hunting with that bastard Scythe. He thought he was fucking Apollo. Literally. “It’s just a sedative. Try to sleep.”
She gave a frantic whimper and shook her head. Closing her eyes was the last thing she wanted to do and he didn’t blame her .
“Mommy, who are those people?”
Micah’s heart jolted in his chest at hearing the voice of a young boy. Fuck. He slammed his hand on the steering wheel. A child! He needed to get these people to a hospital and drop them off. “Mam, I’m so sorry.” He glanced back to the mother. “We’re in a bit of trouble. You have any idea where we are?”
She held the head of maybe an eight year old to her chest, looking around wide eyed and stuttering like she’d lost the ability to speak.
“You were on your way somewhere?” he helped.
“Hartford.” Her voice quivered then she cleared it. “Hartford, Connecticut. To meet my husband.”
“ He’s going to be a fireman.” This from the boy.
“That’s fantastic,” Micah said to the boy, checking his mirrors. “ How close are we, mom?”
“I-I-I think like… about a hundred miles. Maybe.”
Micah couldn’t believe how far they hadn’t gone. Seemed like they’d walked across several states. Fuck. Hartford wasn’t far enough away. Sarah whimpered next to him in pain and he grabbed her hand to give her something to squeeze. “Do you have a cell phone?”
“I… I do. In the console. Below the radio.” The indecision in her voice said she’d hoped to hide that fact.
“Mam, I promise you, we’re not going to harm you or your son. But the people who are after us are…” he looked in the rearview mirror at the boy’s dark wide eyes. “They’re not nice people. So, I’m going to have to drop you off at a hospital and I’m going to have to take your car. I have money to give you. You’re welcome to call the police and report me as soon as I drop you off. We could use the help.”
“You can… call them now.” It was more of a hopeful plea than a suggestion.
“Baby?” Sarah gasped the word at him, her brows furrowed with sudden fear.
“I can’t call now.” The lines on the road suddenly slithered like snakes and Micah jerked the wheel.
“I’m seein… shit Micah.” Sarah’s head lolled.
Oh fuck. He’d laced the arrows with a hallucinogenic. “Mam. Please.” He fought to think past the sudden vertigo hitting him and slammed the brakes to avoid driving off the road. “You need to drive.” Micah managed to slur, holding on to the steering wheel.
“Micah!” Sarah exploded in fighting and screaming. “They’re on me! Help me, get them off!”
Micah struggled to reach for her. “Illusion,” he gasped, watching her face morph into the devil’s laughing sneer. “Illusion.” The last thing Micah remembered was the face of a boy, peering down into his. His tiny whisper made its way into his mind before darkness sucked him into a vortex of nightmares, “You’re the man from my
She sobbed when the vehicle idled a few yards away and a female voice called, “Mam?”
She shielded her eyes from the lights and Sarah’s shoulder jolted with fire, forcing a screaming shriek from her lungs.
Micah was suddenly there pulling her to the driver side of the car. “Move! Move!” he roared to the woman in the driver seat while pushing Sarah in. The car jolted forward and glass shattered behind them. “Stay down!” Micah pressed Sarah to the seat as bullets suddenly whizzed and thonked against the car.
Oh God protect us!
***
Micah did a hundred down the highway, praying to see swirling blue lights in his rearview mirror so they could get an escort to town. He glanced at Sarah who still whimpered and held the base of the arrow embedded in her shoulder. “Don’t move it. As soon as I stop, I’ll get it out.”
“I…feel weird.”
Micah did too. But he recognized the feeling in his body and taste in his mouth from years of training and hunting with that bastard Scythe. He thought he was fucking Apollo. Literally. “It’s just a sedative. Try to sleep.”
She gave a frantic whimper and shook her head. Closing her eyes was the last thing she wanted to do and he didn’t blame her .
“Mommy, who are those people?”
Micah’s heart jolted in his chest at hearing the voice of a young boy. Fuck. He slammed his hand on the steering wheel. A child! He needed to get these people to a hospital and drop them off. “Mam, I’m so sorry.” He glanced back to the mother. “We’re in a bit of trouble. You have any idea where we are?”
She held the head of maybe an eight year old to her chest, looking around wide eyed and stuttering like she’d lost the ability to speak.
“You were on your way somewhere?” he helped.
“Hartford.” Her voice quivered then she cleared it. “Hartford, Connecticut. To meet my husband.”
“ He’s going to be a fireman.” This from the boy.
“That’s fantastic,” Micah said to the boy, checking his mirrors. “ How close are we, mom?”
“I-I-I think like… about a hundred miles. Maybe.”
Micah couldn’t believe how far they hadn’t gone. Seemed like they’d walked across several states. Fuck. Hartford wasn’t far enough away. Sarah whimpered next to him in pain and he grabbed her hand to give her something to squeeze. “Do you have a cell phone?”
“I… I do. In the console. Below the radio.” The indecision in her voice said she’d hoped to hide that fact.
“Mam, I promise you, we’re not going to harm you or your son. But the people who are after us are…” he looked in the rearview mirror at the boy’s dark wide eyes. “They’re not nice people. So, I’m going to have to drop you off at a hospital and I’m going to have to take your car. I have money to give you. You’re welcome to call the police and report me as soon as I drop you off. We could use the help.”
“You can… call them now.” It was more of a hopeful plea than a suggestion.
“Baby?” Sarah gasped the word at him, her brows furrowed with sudden fear.
“I can’t call now.” The lines on the road suddenly slithered like snakes and Micah jerked the wheel.
“I’m seein… shit Micah.” Sarah’s head lolled.
Oh fuck. He’d laced the arrows with a hallucinogenic. “Mam. Please.” He fought to think past the sudden vertigo hitting him and slammed the brakes to avoid driving off the road. “You need to drive.” Micah managed to slur, holding on to the steering wheel.
“Micah!” Sarah exploded in fighting and screaming. “They’re on me! Help me, get them off!”
Micah struggled to reach for her. “Illusion,” he gasped, watching her face morph into the devil’s laughing sneer. “Illusion.” The last thing Micah remembered was the face of a boy, peering down into his. His tiny whisper made its way into his mind before darkness sucked him into a vortex of nightmares, “You’re the man from my
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