Chapter 5 - The TruckArthur heard the engine before he saw the truck.
A dark gray Ford F-250 appeared behind him.
Too fast.
Too close.
Arthur checked the rearview mirror.
The truck accelerated.
His heart began pounding.
He knew immediately.
It wasn't traffic.
It was hunting them.
"Leo, stay with me."
The boy didn't answer.
Arthur reached for the emergency system.
"Emergency services. What's your location?"
"My grandson has been poisoned!" Arthur shouted. "We're heading toward Boston! Someone is trying to kill us!"
The dispatcher told him help was coming.
But the truck was already beside him.
Metal screamed.
The Lincoln lurched toward the shoulder.
Arthur fought the steering wheel.
The truck hit him again.
Leo's body shifted violently.
Arthur screamed his name.
The boy's fingers moved.
Barely.
Arthur reached across the console.
"Grandpa's here."
The truck pulled ahead.
It was going to block the road.
Arthur's chest suddenly tightened.
A crushing pain spread across his body.
His vision blurred.
His heart condition was catching up with him.
He had two choices.
Stop and die.
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Or keep driving.
Arthur stepped on the accelerator.
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