A Ghost of a Chance by Meador Minnette

Author:Meador, Minnette [Meador, Minnette]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9781607353409
Publisher: Resplendence Publishing, LLC
Published: 2011-06-15T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

A Bat Out of Hell

He was doing seventy, but the storm kept coming. Keenan was terrified he’d hit some poor homeless guy crossing Morrison. Fortunately, the streets were vacant except for him, the cloud, and a single police cruiser with its lights and sirens at full blast.

Keenan had no idea where he came from. Thompson was bringing up the rear trying to keep up. At least he hoped it was Thompson. All he could see was a large silhouette in the car.

Hitting the Morrison Bridge at about eighty, the car bounced, caught air, and came down with a thud. Sparks flew. The seatbelt throttled him good. His chest shouted at him madly. Keenan was thankful the airbags didn’t deploy. The cloud was still gaining. So was the cruiser.

The grates on the bridge hummed a thunderous melody against his teeth and ears, numbing his face as he sped past.

Keenan knew he had to find open road, somewhere he could outrun the creature. Clamping his teeth against the stupidity of his actions, he cleared the bridge and took a quick left onto Grand, a disregarded red light steady against his guilt. The tires screeched and the car tilted toward its side. Keenan instinctively leaned to the right. Thank God for American engineering and cast iron Jeep frames. The car righted and banged against the street nearly running into several parked cars.

The turn cost him. When he looked into his rearview mirror, the creature filled it. He couldn’t see the pulsating blue and red lights anymore. Getting his thoughts together with a shake of his head, he floored it, catching a possibility straight ahead.

He so suddenly took the freeway exit, the creature had no time to turn; it went right past him.

The next part was tricky; taking a thirty mile per hour curve at seventy was not an especially good idea. Keenan figured he had nothing to lose, so cranked the wheel and hoped for the best.

Providence had to be with him that night. The car didn’t flip over, he managed to miss the side railings, and he had a clear straight road in front of him. He floored it again and hit a hundred before he left the ramp.

He mustered enough courage to peer into the mirror again. The creature was still behind him, but now the cop was between them. Before they went out, the bursting glow from the streetlights illuminated the cruiser’s windshield and Keenan recognized Thompson immediately. He was so relieved to see the gruff cop he could have kissed him. Thompson was furiously pointing to the right, trying to get him to pull over.

Fuck that, Keenan thought. He wasn’t about to give this thing the “sacrifice” it wanted; joining his ghost friends for eternity wasn’t exactly what he had in mind as a way of life.

A pang of remorse traveled through his chest when he glanced back at the frantic officer. The cloud was catching up with the cruiser and Keenan had no idea what the thing would do to Thompson to get to him.

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