Six Sentence Sunday: The Perils of Ransom Delivery...

From Large Target on her way to deliver a ransom, Jo escapes from an ambush as the kidnapper pauses to pick up the the ransom contained in a backpack lying next to Zane's body. Jo has to crouch down to look under the spiderweb cracks in her windshield:

It wouldn't do to plow into a telephone pole and conveniently kill myself and save everyone else the trouble.

Half a mile away I was amazed to find that no one followed me and there was no other traffic on that deserted road that had once been Route 66. I drove into the small parking lot of a long defunct grocery store, slid the car out of view of the highway, and waited a few minutes until the van I recognized drove past. I wanted to follow it, but instead I turned back to where I had left Zane. I didn't want to do it but I couldn't help it, until I saw the car up ahead and it disappeared in a flash of light followed by the boom of an explosion and flames. That guy sure did like to blow up cars.

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