Deadly Mountain Treasure by P.A. DePaul

Author:P.A. DePaul
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2022-09-15T12:42:22+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Five

Abject terror erased the pain ripping through Nicole’s body.

“Duck,” Troy barked. “Brace.”

She bent in the small space between the seat and the door.

Troy slammed on the brakes. The sudden momentum shift impelled her forward. Her hand shot out, plastering against the windshield to keep from falling on Waffles.

The huge yellow-and-black beast shuddered, almost skipping over the graded road.

In the rear camera screen, the psychopath dropped his arm with the gun and veered right. Another few inches and he’d have smacked into them.

“Brace,” Troy uttered again.

She clamped onto the armrest and kept her other palm on the window.

The yellow beast shuddered and vibrated, this time trying to speed up. The construction vehicle was nothing like her Jeep. It didn’t respond quickly or smoothly, but she wasn’t complaining. Anything that escaped the fire deserved respect.

A blue-and-black streak roared up beside her.

“Troy.” Her damaged lungs flared at the yell.

“Brace.”

His new favorite word.

She tightened her grip just as he jerked the steering wheel. The yellow beast swerved, six wheels, almost as tall as the psychopath sitting on the ATV, responded, forcing the blue-and-black four-wheeler off the road.

Troy didn’t let up. He drove the beast over the piles of trees and destroyed vegetation lining the road caused by one of the equipment they left behind to widen the area.

Psychopath slammed on his brakes. He skidded into a turn, slapping the side of a particularly large stack. The beast couldn’t hold a candle to the maneuverability of the ATV. While Troy could drive over the downed heaps, the ATV zipped through the spaces and popped back out on the road behind them.

Troy swerved to the left, and she fell against the seat, growling at the fresh round of pain. The reason for the shift loomed out the front window. A dump truck sat in the clearing with a huge wood chipper chute aimed toward its back.

They couldn’t keep playing dodge. Psychopath was like a rabid fly buzzing around an elephant. Eventually the fly would land. And bite. The only thing they had in their favor was fresher air. Psychopath had a T-shirt tied over his nose and mouth while they had glass and air-conditioning to help filter the ash and smoke.

Was it too much to ask that Psychopath fainted from smoke inhalation? She guessed it was since the rabid fly kept coming.

In the rear camera screen, the ATV closed the distance. Behind it, a wall of fire blazed. Red, orange, and gray consumed the forest a few miles beyond.

God, please. We need You.

The ATV buzzed up the other side of the beast. Troy skewed toward the four-wheeler, running Psychopath off the road again.

Nicole lost her grip on the armrest. Her temple smacked a hinge for the glass door, and darkness eclipsed her mind.

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