“I need you to get me there as fast as you can,” Tony told her. The girl was scared, but his tone left little room for argument. Karen ran the Camry hard and as they picked up speed, Tony prayed they wouldn’t veer off the road or get pulled over. Luck was with him again.
Pulling back into town, it dawned on Tony that he was behaving foolishly. He had no idea what he was doing. He was about to approach the probable lair of a madwoman with no weapon, no assistance and no plan. Adrenaline and worry had brought him to this point, but his course of action stopped making sense five minutes ago. He could go to the police and ask to speak to someone other than Jackson. He could contact K.J.’s paper. He could…

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