“Are they following us?” I asked.
“They will be.”
“The gas. It’s to cover our scent, right?”
“Hopefully.”
I took a deep breath. Turning off the truck felt like a conclusion, as if the chaos was over, but I knew it had only just begun. “So, what do we do now?”
Liam’s grey eyes met mine in the review mirror. “Now we try to outrun fate.”