The Truth Collector (2015) by Corey Pemberton

Author:Corey Pemberton [Pemberton, Corey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Thrillers & Suspense, Supernatural, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Fantasy, Paranormal & Urban
Amazon: B0187WV4D4
Goodreads: 27870088
Published: 2015-11-17T11:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Three police cruisers pulled up with their lights flashing. They raced forward in a wedge across both lanes. Those sirens and engine sounds blended together to create a single, endless wail.

“Just a few more miles,” Charlotte said. She hit the accelerator to the floor and the sedan shot forward. She'd chosen a decent one – one that hid its horsepower under a modest white exterior. Fields and mangled fences whipped by Malcolm's window. They passed a man riding a horse on the side of the road. The horse neighed when they shot past it and nearly threw the man from the saddle. Malcolm closed his eyes. He was going to be sick. But he couldn't keep them closed. They shot open again and settled on the odometer.

Miles ticked by while his heart raced – pieces of miles. They were going too slow. The engine sounds behind them were louder now. Gaining. Winning. He didn't even have to look in the mirror to see the police cars anymore. They stalked beside them in their blind spots. Then a voice blasted over a loudspeaker.

“Pull over. Pull over.”

Charlotte watched the cars close in on them, licked her lips, and clutched the steering wheel. The cruiser on the passenger side drove alongside them now, testing them. It bumped them once, sent them over to the other side of the road, and the car over there bumped them back toward the middle.

The third car – the one that hadn't been flanking them – passed on the shoulder and steered right in front of them. The flanking cars pressed closer while the one in front slowed down, boxing them in. The voice on the loudspeaker fizzled and died. They'd tried negotiation. Now they'd try force.

“What are we going to do?” Paul said.

“Two more miles,” Charlotte said. “Hang on.” She grabbed the wheel and floored it, crashing into the police car in front of them. But the impact was tiny, and the getaway car got the worst of it. The rolling blockade remained firmly in place. Charlotte hit the brakes to disengage from the police car's bumper. There was hardly a mark there, but their car steamed and smoked.

Malcolm glanced over at the officer driving beside him and found Sheriff Robbie looking back at him. His face was bruised and battered, but grinning. I have you, that grin said. You're mine.

“Let me take the wheel,” Malcolm said.

“What?” said Charlotte.

He grabbed her shoulder. “I need you inside those cars. Do your disappearing act and get them off the road somehow. Try not to hurt anyone if you can help it.”

“And if I can't?”

Malcolm shrugged. “Just buy us some time. It's the only way.”

“Okay,” Charlotte said. “It's a right on route nine. Ready?”

“Do it.”

Then she was gone. The car slowed down so fast it almost sent Malcolm through the dashboard. For a terrifying second it bounced between the police cars on either side of them, rudderless. He swung his legs over the console and shattered glass, slipped into the driver's seat, and took the wheel with trembling fingers.

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