Page 17 of Exposé

I frowned and reared back, my inner lip slipping between my canines. "Wait…"

She leaned back into her seat with a slow nod.

"You think that's a government vehicle?"

Her left shoulder raised to her ear. "It's possible. Now go on." She flicked her wrist at me. "I'm five pages into finding a new recipe."

She raised her magazine up between us.

"Thank you for your time, miss…"

"MhhHmm."

Tucking my notes back into my pocket, I turned my back to her and walked towards my vehicle.

A government official pacing the streets?

Why?

What are they hoping to find?

My brows pulled together as I walked past the children.

But if he was, then why blow the whistle on this?

Wasn't busting drug rings a good thing?

Slipping into my car, I exhaled a deep breath and paused, my eyes following the black SUV as it turned off the block and headed in the same direction my car faced.

My heart rate ramped up, the keys in my hand jiggling and scraping the ignition box as I searched for the slot while keeping my eyes on the vehicle. "Come on. Come on." My throat vibrated as I slipped the key in and twisted, firing up the engine.

Throwing the vehicle into drive, I pulled onto the street.

HOOOONK!

Shit.

I slammed on the brakes as a car veered around my front bumper, the passenger flipping me the middle finger.

"Sorry." I put my hand up and waved as I winced. "Sorry."

Checking my blind spot, I slipped between two vehicles, pacing a semi's length apart, and swerved the car to the left, allowing for a clear visual of the vehicles ahead.

"Gotcha."

Where are you going?

And who are you?

Could this be my source?

I kept my car behind three vehicles until the SUV turned right onto the freeway, giving me more leeway to keep a safer, unnoticeable distance.

The SUV dodged into the fast lane, taking three lanes at one time, their foot settled on the gas as though they'd been spooked.

My heart ramped up as I switched lanes, my speed ticking past the legal limit.

Slow down.

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