Looking in my mirror, I couldn’t see who was driving. I slowed right down, hoping they would overtake and I would realise I was just being paranoid.
But the car slowed and drove just behind me.
I put my foot down and accelerated.
The car sped up.
It was the middle of the night. There were no other cars around. If anything happned to us now, there would be no one else to see it.
“You want me to take over?” Six offered.
“No. Just takes one passing police car and that’s our adventure over.”
“And Mondial have been known to pay off cops,” Six agreed. “I heard they have hundreds on their payroll.”
The headlights of another vehicle were heading our way. As it came closer, I could see it was a van – with a metal grid on the front.
Suddenly it veered across the road and sped right at us.