Chapter 72: Losing Traction

We took off. Fast. Cutting down country roads and sliding around hairpin turns.

The second truck was still close behind us. On the straightaways, shots would slice through the night air. We both knew it was impossible to hit a moving target at such a distance, but we slouched down in our seats and tucked our necks in case one of the bullets got lucky.

“Try to get a speeding ticket!” I screamed.

“What?” Greg screamed back.

“Go someplace with a lot of cops and try to get them on your tail!”

“Where a...