As soon as they were on the highway, Jason began to weave in and out of traffic.
Between the darkness and the headlights, it was difficult to distinguish one vehicle from another.
Was the other driver still tailing them?
Olive squinted as she peered behind them. “Did you lose him?”
“Not yet,” Jason muttered. “But I will.”
This was a different side of him. One she hadn’t really seen before.
He’d always been protective and determined. But right now he was showing his competence and expertise.
He’d never been more attractive. But Olive let that thought slide. This wasn’t the time to dwell on such things.
Though traffic was heavy, as it often was on this interstate, Jason managed to keep moving.
Olive glanced at Loki.
If that man hit them . . . the dog could be hurt.
Before she could second-guess herself, she unbuckled and climbed into the back seat.
“What are you doing?” Tension stretched through Jason’s voice as he quickly glanced at her.
“Just protecting Loki.” Working quickly, Olive managed to strap the seatbelt around the dog.
Then she sat beside him and put her own seatbelt on.
Just in time.
Jason swerved into the feeder lane, sending both her and Loki toppling to the side.
“What areyoudoing?” she muttered as she tried to steady the dog.
“Trying to lose this guy.”
Cars stuck in slow moving traffic blasted their horns as Jason passed them.
Olive glanced behind them again.
The other car had pulled into the feeder lane also.
Tension clenched in her stomach.
Just then, a semi they’d just passed pulled halfway into the feeder lane . . . effectively stopping anyone else from breaking the rules of the road.
That truck driver had just done them a huge favor, whether he realized it or not.
But it was too soon to breathe a sigh of relief.
Jason continued down the interstate, getting off at the next exit. As he did, Olive kept an eye behind them.
She didn’t see the other car reappear.
“I think we lost him,” she murmured.
“Me too. But that was a close one.”