Cornered at Christmas by Barb Han

Cornered at Christmas by Barb Han

Author:Barb Han
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2019-07-11T14:32:06+00:00


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THE CAMRY CAME rushing toward the back bumper of the SUV. The plates were visible in the side-view mirror. Kimberly searched for the Jeep but couldn’t see any signs of it.

Amy’s phone buzzed. “Can you see who that is?”

Panicked, she checked the screen. “It’s Isaac.”

“You should answer,” Amy said.

Kimberly put the call on speaker. “Hello.”

“Isaac here. How’re you two doing?”

“Never better,” Amy quipped and her familiarity with him brought Kimberly’s stress levels down a notch. Amy’s white-knuckle grip on the steering wheel belied her calmly spoken words.

“Good to hear.” There was a note of relief in Isaac’s voice.

Kimberly glanced at the side-view mirror again. “I lost the Jeep. Where are you guys?”

“Behind the black Dodge Ram. We’re a few cars back but we got eyes on the Camry. He seems to be making a move toward you guys.” He paused. “I have more bad news. We need you to turn around and we gotta get out of this county.”

“Mitch?” Hearing his voice, his confirmation, would go a long way toward calming her fried nerves.

The moment of hesitation caused her heart to pound against her ribcage.

“He’s right,” Mitch confirmed. “There’s no reason to be scared, Kimberly. I’m on the Camry and I need you headed in the opposite direction, toward Jacobstown. You hear, Amy?”

“Yes, sir,” Amy confirmed.

“Don’t stop or turn around. Get back to Broward County as quick as you can without being stopped. Your brother will have support waiting for you there,” Mitch informed her.

Amy’s grip on the steering wheel relaxed a little bit more with those words. She quirked a tiny smile and the stress cracks on the side of her eye relaxed.

“Wait a minute. You’re coming, aren’t you?” There was no way she was going back to Jacobstown without Mitch.

“As soon as I take care of a little problem,” was all he said.

Isaac’s voice came on the line. “Amy.”

“Yes.” Her voice perked up considerably at the sound of his. “Take the exit now.”

Kimberly felt the jerk of the tires gripping the asphalt as Amy spun the wheel, cutting off a car and barely making the exit. She did, though. She swerved onto the service road and Kimberly watched as the Camry’s brake lights lit up and it slowed onto the shoulder. Gravel spewed out from underneath its tires as the Jeep pulled up behind.

A shot rang out. The sound of a bullet cracking the air sent waves of panic rippling through her.

And then the SUV was fishtailing.

Amy was unfazed. She let out a resounding “Whoop!” And then she added, “Hold tight. It’s about to get interesting in here.”

One of the twins stirred, letting out a small, pitiful-sounding wail. The other almost immediately followed.

“Sorry, babies,” Amy said, handling the wheel like a pro and straightening out the SUV.

Her driving skills were something else.

The babies wound up to a good cry in the back seat, belting out their dissatisfaction with the situation. The same feeling of helplessness that she’d felt when she’d first brought them home assaulted her.

They were older now and she was out of practice in calming them.



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