Page 41 of Something to Believe In
"Why, what's..." She turned to look behind them.
"Don't look back." He took a deep breath and turned off the road leading to Maddyn's place. "Lacey is following us. She's driving erratically. Please call Blossom Springs Police Department and tell them what's happening and that we're on our way there."
"Oh my God." She breathed. Pulling her phone from her purse, she dialed 911. He listened as she relayed the information he'd asked her to. She put the call on speaker and the operator asked, "What are your names?"
"Maddyn and Axel."
"Okay. Axel, are you driving?"
"Yes."
"Okay. How far away are you?"
He responded, "About five minutes."
"Okay. Don't speed up, just keep things level."
He inhaled deeply. "Okay."
Why now? He finally had Mads with him, and now this lunatic was trying to ruin everything.
She sped up, and he yelled, "Brace."
Mads held her hand out to grab the dashboard, and another car hit their car from behind. It wasn't a hard hit, but it caused him to swerve a bit.
The operator asked, "Is everything alright?"
Maddyn said nothing, and he was afraid to look away from the road. He called out, "Mads?"
Her voice came barely above a whisper. "Yes." She inhaled loudly and cleared her throat. "Yes," she said louder.
The operator spoke evenly. "Stay as calm as you can. Where are you now?"
"I'm turning off First Street onto Hospital Road. I should be at the station in about three minutes."
Bam!
Mads yelped in surprise. The operator once again asked, "Are you alright?"
"Yes, she hit us again."
He made the right onto Second Street. "We're on Second."
Bam! Harder this time.
Maddyn lurched forward and cried out as pain shot through her.
Police sirens sounded, and he saw the lights up ahead as a squad car raced toward them. He glanced in the mirror and saw that look on her face. That evil, hateful look she had at the Sandbar. "Brace yourself." He knew what she was going to do. He saw Lacey speed toward them and, at the last minute, he turned into the supper club parking lot, across the street from the police station. Lacey sped past them and toward the officers.
He pulled the SUV to a stop in the grassy area below a palm tree. Putting the SUV in park, he turned to look at Maddyn. Her face was ashy gray, and she was clearly in pain.
"Mads? What's wrong, baby?"
"Can't breathe."
He yelled to the 911 operator. "We need an ambulance. Maddyn can't breathe."
"Stay with me, Mr. Peters."
