Specks of shattered glass rained into the cab as I drove by instinct until we were out of range and I couldn’t hear any more shots. I raised my head and slowed slightly, taking the time to drag my pistol over the remnants of glass in the windshield and keep any more shards from flying in as we sped toward town. “Check the map,” I yelled to Kate over the rush of air through the exposed front. “We need to get around the town! Clearly these assholes are not going to be forming a welcoming committee!” She leaned forward, peering at the map on the floor to keep the wind from tearing it from her grasp. She looked up several times and back to the map. Behind us, lights had appeared on the road from following vehicles. Reluctantly, I switched the lights of the truck off to conceal us if we made a turn. As I slowed to accommodate the lack of light, the pursuers started gaining on us.In the distance, ahead of us, two lights ignited on the narrow road. Headlights, coming toward us. “Shit,”
