Holly leaned across Tara, knife blade catching moonlight. “Why should we trust you?”
Holly laughed, a sharp, ugly sound. “And what do I get out of babysitting?” Road Queen 11 S3 Tara Lynn Foxx Holly West Avi
Avi slid into the back, silent as a shadow. The Charger growled to life, veering off the main highway onto a forgotten trail of rock and moonlit dust. Behind them, three miles back, the second switchback erupted in a ball of orange fire—right where they would have been. Holly leaned across Tara, knife blade catching moonlight