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‘Looks like they‘re following us; yes。 Now; you let me handle this; okay?‘ The last unengaged part of his consciousness was proud of Kelly‘s calm and confidence。 Yes; there was danger; but Kelly knew about danger; knew a hell of a lot more than the people in the Roadrunner。 If they wanted a lesson in what danger really was; they‘d e to the right fucking place。
Kelly‘s hands tingled on the wheel as he eased left; then braked and turned hard right。 He couldn‘t corner as well as the Roadrunner; but these streets were wide … and being in front gave him the choice of path and timing。 Losing them would be hard; but he knew where the police station was。 It was just a matter of leading them there。 They‘d break contact at that point。
They might shoot; might find a way to disable the car; but if that happened; he had the 。45; and a spare clip; and a box of ammo in the glove partment。 They might be armed; but they sure as hell weren‘t trained。 He‘d let them get close 。。。 how many? Two? Maybe three? He ought to have checked; Kelly told himself; remembering that there hadn‘t been time。
Kelly looked in the mirror。 A moment later he was rewarded。 The headlights of another; uninvolved car a block away shone straight through the Roadrunner。 Three of them。 He wondered what they might be armed with。 Worst…case was a shotgun。 The real worst…case was a rapid…fire rifle; but street hoods weren‘t soldiers; and that was unlikely。
Probably not; but let‘s not make any assumptions; his brain replied。
His 。45 Colt; at close range; was as lethal as a rifle。 He quietly blessed his weekly practice as he turned left。 If it es to that; let them get close and go for a quick ambush。 Kelly knew all there was to know about ambushes。 Suck ‘em in and blow ‘em away。
The Roadrunner was ten yards behind now; and its driver was wondering what to do next。
That‘s the hard part。 isn‘t it? Kelly thought for his pursuer。 You can get close as you want; but the other guy is still surrounded by a ton of metal。 What are you going to do now? Ram me; maybe?
No; the other driver wasn‘t a total fool。 Sitting on the rear bumper was the trailer hitch; and ramming would have driven it right through the Roadrunner‘s radiator。 Too bad。
The Roadrunner made a move to the right。 Kelly saw its headlights rock backwards as the driver floored his big V…8; but being in front helped。 Kelly snapped the wheel to the right to block。 He immediately learned that the other driver didn‘t have the stomach to hurt his car。 He heard tires squeal as the Roadrunner braked down to avoid a collision。 Don‘t want to scratch that red paint; do we? Good news for a change! Then the Roadrunner snapped left; but Kelly covered that move also。 It was like sailboats in a tacking duel; he realized。
‘Kelly; what‘s happening?‘ Pam asked; her voice cracking on every word。
His reply was in the same calm voice he‘d used for the past few minutes。 ‘What‘s happened is that they‘re not very smart。‘
‘That‘s Billy‘s car … he loves to race。‘
‘Billy; eh? Well; Billy likes his car a little too much。 If you want to hurt somebody; you ought to be willing to … ‘ Just to surprise them; Kelly stomped on his brakes。 The Scout nose…dived; giving Billy a really good look at the chromed trailer hitch。 Then Kelly accelerated again; watching the Roadrunner‘s reaction。 Yeah; he wants to follow close; but I can intimidate him real easy; and he won‘t like that。 He‘s probably a proud little fuck。
There; that‘s how I do it。
Kelly decided to go for a soft kill。 No sense getting things plicated。 Still; he knew that he had to play this one very carefully and very smart。 His brain started measuring angles and distances。
Kelly hit his accelerator too hard taking a corner。 It almost made him spin out; but he‘d planned for that and only botched the recovery enough to make his driving look sloppy to Billy; who was doubtless impressed with his own abilities。 The Roadrunner used its cornering and wide tires to close the distance and hold formation on Kelly‘s starboard…quarter。 A deliberate collision now could throw the Scout pletely out of control。 The Roadrunner held the better hand now; or so its driver thought。
Okay 。。。
Kelly couldn‘t turn right now。 Billy had blocked that。 So he turned hard left; taking a street through a wide strip of vacant lots。 Some highway would be built here。 The houses had been cleared off; and the basements filled in with dirt; and the night‘s rain had turned that to mud。
Kelly turned to look at the Roadrunner。 Uh…oh。 The right…side passenger window was ing down。 That meant a gun; sure as hell。 Cutting this a little close; Kelly 。。。 But that; he realized instantly; could be made to help。 He let them see his face; staring at the Roadrunner; mouth open now; fear clearly visible。 He stood on the brakes and turned hard right。 The Scout bounded over the half…destroyed curb; obviously a maneuver of panic。 Pam screamed with the sudden jolt。
The Roadrunner had better power; its driver knew; better tires; and better brakes; and the driver had excellent reflexes; all of which Kelly had noted and was now counting on。 His braking maneuver was covered and nearly matched by the Roadrunner; which then mimicked his turn; also bouncing over the crumbling cement of an eradicated neighborhood; following the Scout across what had recently been a block of homes; falling right into the trap Kelly had sprung。 The Roadrunner made it about seventy feet。
Kelly had already downshifted。 The mud was a good eight inches deep; and there was the off…chance that the Scout might get stuck momentarily; but the odds were heavily against that。 He felt his car slow; felt the tires sink a few inches into the gooey surface; but then the big; coarsely treaded tires bit and started pulling again。 Yeah。 Only then did he turn around。
The headlights told the story。 The Roadrunner; already low…slung for cornering paved city streets; yawed wildly to the left as its tires spun on the gelatinous surface; and when the vehicle slowed; their spinning merely dug wet holes。 The headlights sank rapidly as the car‘s powerful engine merely excavated its own grave。 Steam rose instantly when the hot engine block boiled off some standing water。
The race was over。
Three men got out of the car and just stood there; unfortable to have mud on their shiny punk shoes; looking at the way their once…clean car sat in the mud like a weary sow hog。 Whatever nasty plans they‘d had; had been done in by a little rain and dirt。 Nice to know I haven‘t lost it yet; Kelly thought。
Then they looked up to where he was; thirty yards away。
‘You dummies!‘ he called through the light rain。 ‘See ya ‘round; assholes!‘ He started moving again; careful; of course; to keep his eyes on them。 That‘s what had won him the race; Kelly told himself。 Caution; brains; experience。 Guts; too; but Kelly dismissed that thought after allowing himself just the tiniest peek at it。 Just a little one。 He nursed the Scout back onto a strip of pavement; upshifted; and drove off; listening to the little clods of mud thrown by his tires into the wheel wells。
‘You can get up now; Pam。 We won‘t be seeing them for a while。‘
Pam did that; looking back to see Billy and his Roadrunner。 The sight of him so close made her face go pale again。 ‘What did you do?‘
‘I just let them chase me into a place that I selected;‘ Kelly explained。 ‘That‘s a nice car for running the street; but not so good for dirt。‘
Pam smiled for him; showing bravery she didn‘t feel at the moment; but pleting the story just as Kelly would have told it to a friend。 He checked his watch。 Another hour or so until shift change at the police station。 Billy and his friends would be stuck there for a long time。 The smart move was to find a quiet place to wait。 Besides; Pam looked like she needed a little calming down。 He drove for a little while; then; finding an area with no major street activity; he parked。
‘How are you feeling?‘ he asked。
‘That was scary;‘ she replied; looking down and shaking badly。
‘Look; we can go right back to the boat and …‘
‘No! Billy raped me。。。 and killed Helen。 If I don‘t stop him; he‘ll just keep doing it to people I know。‘ The words were as much to persuade herself as him; Kelly knew。 He‘d seen it before。 It was courage; and it went part and parcel with fear。 It was the thing that drove people to acplish missions; and also the thing that selected those missions for them。 She‘d seen the darkness; and finding the light; she had to extend its glow to others。
‘Okay; but after we tell Frank about it; we get you the hell out of Dodge City。‘
‘I‘m okay;‘ Pam said; lying; knowing he saw the lie; and ashamed of it because she didn‘t grasp his intimate understanding for her feelings of the moment。
You really are; he wanted to tell her; but she hadn‘t learned about those things yet。 And so he asked a question: ‘How many other girls?‘
‘Doris; Xantha; Paula; Maria; and Roberta 。。。 they‘re all like me; John。 And Helen 。。。 when they killed her; they made us watch。‘
‘Well; with a little luck you can do something about that; honey。‘ He put his arm around her; and after a time the shaking stopped。
‘I‘m thirsty;‘ she said。
‘There‘s a cooler on the bac

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