JUST PUT one foot in front of the other and kept going. Didn’t even stop to think about what she was doing until she heard the footsteps behind her. Her heart took a flying leap at her throat, choked her with its bulk and took off at a gallop. She nearly gave into the urge to follow it. Instead, Sabrina reached into the small of her back and pulled the .38, spun around, and leveled it in front of her.“Whoa!” Wade dropped the pizza box in his hands and flung his arms in the air, his eyes yanked wide with surprise and a good dose of fear.She tipped the muzzle of the gun downward, aiming it at the ground. “What are you doing here? Following me?”In answer, he aimed the key fob in his hand over her shoulder and pushed a button. An alarm chirped and the running lights on a late-model 4-runner parked on the street behind her flashed. “Just picking up a pizza.”She sighed. “Sorry.” She tucked the gun into her waistband and stooped to pick up the box, took a peek under the lid.
