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Zoey sighed wistfully, watching the stock car start away.

Francis and Louis both relaxed, gladly accepting this new period of rest. They were almost home free. The three exchanged silent glances, the same thoughts on their minds – Good luck, hang on, stay safe. We’ll all be okay.

But – aside from the car’s engine – something broke the silence. A man’s voice. It was that suit guy – Nick – wasn’t it? The three were suddenly alert again, looking back in the direction of the car.

“Hunter’s got Rochelle!”

…Weren’t they all in the car?

How did they let a Hunter into the car?!