Egan uses his true speed and grabs Toni. I slide into the driver’s seat and take off before all the doors are closed. Everyone screams when Stacy’s car explodes behind us. My heartbeat goes stark, raving mad as I feel the force of the trio above begin shoving the truck toward the side of the road. Toni screams. I slam the accelerator to the floor. “Egan, a little help.” Egan rolls down the window and climbs into the bed of the truck as I push the truck’s engine to its limits and use my power to keep it on the road. “Oh, God. He’s going to get killed,” Toni shrieks, frantic. Possibly, but we don’t have any choice. These are not ordinary witches, and I’m not sure Egan and I could handle them even if they were. It doesn’t seem possible, but I feel no life force from them. But that doesn’t make them any less dangerous. Either Egan tries to fight off enough of the witches’ power to give us a chance to get away or their power will prove too much for me and the truck is going over the side.
