Yeast of Eden by Sarah Fox

Author:Sarah Fox
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2018-05-03T18:10:14+00:00

Chapter 17

Glo screamed in my ear as I crashed into her, sending us both slamming into the hood of a parked van. My elbow hit metal and my head knocked against Glo’s shoulder. Tires squealed and the SUV thundered past, mere inches away from me. My feet were tangled up with Glo’s, so it took me a second to find my balance and push myself away from the hood of the van. I peered up the street, but by then the SUV had disappeared around the corner.

Glo was still slumped against the van, a hand to her throat, her eyes wide with shock. She’d taken the worst of my tackle. Justine had been knocked backward and had ended up sitting on the curb, where she remained.

“Are you okay?” I asked them as I rubbed the side of my head where it had hit Glo’s shoulder.

Glo focused her stunned eyes on me. “Yes…yes, I’m all right.”

“Justine?” I asked.

She blinked, and then nodded. I extended a hand to her and helped her to her feet.

A woman hurried out of a nearby shoe store at the same time as a man jogged across the street toward us.

“What on earth happened?” the woman asked.

“Is everyone okay?” The man directed the question at all of us.

“We’re okay,” I answered. “Did anyone see the driver or get the license number?”

“I didn’t see anything,” Glo said, a faint tremble in her voice.

“All I saw was a dark SUV.” The man pulled a cellphone out of his pocket. “I’m going to call 9-1-1. This should be reported.”

“I didn’t see much of anything,” the woman from the shop told me. “I just heard a scream and squealing tires.” She put a hand on Glo’s arm. “You’re looking pale, dear. Why don’t you come in my shop and sit down for a few minutes.”

“I…think that would be a good idea, thank you.” Glo followed the woman into the shoe store.

Justine stood on the sidewalk now, and I went over to join her.

“No one got a look at the driver?” she said, all the shock gone from her expression.

“No, not really. I only caught a brief glimpse.”

“So you can’t identify them?” It sounded like her reporter instincts were kicking in. Like she was already putting a news story together in her head.

“No. I got the impression it was a man behind the wheel, but I can’t be sure.” I rubbed my arms, only then realizing that I was chilled and a little on the shaky side. At least my head wasn’t quite so sore now.

Three more witnesses had converged on the scene, but none of them could add to what little we knew about what had happened. I thought about sitting in my car until someone from the sheriff’s department arrived, but I wanted to go somewhere warmer so I could hopefully stop shivering. I asked Justine if she wanted to join me down the street at Johnny’s Juice Hut, and she agreed. It was only a few doors down, and the large front window would allow us to watch for the arrival of the authorities.

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