As the truck in front left the shoulder, the huge rolling tires kicked up blinding clouds of dust, obscured his vision.Because he didn’t want to rear-end either vehicle, the cloud forced him to slow.
“Shit!”He waited precious seconds for the air to clear.Then he heard it—the violent slam of metal against metal.At last, the wind blew enough of the dust away.He sucked in a breath.
The monster truck had pulled to the left side of Butler’s car, riding on the shoulder, and it deliberately side-slammed into the sedan’s left passenger door.Butler’s sedan veered off the road and into a ditch, where it came to a violent stop.
Ben’s breath caught in his throat.
Sarah!
Chapter Seventeen
Ben roared up, breakssquealing.The monster truck’s driver apparently spotted him and hit the gas.The powerful rear wheels threw up gravel in a hail of rocks.The vehicle thundered away.
Drawing his Glock, Ben rushed to roll down his window and squeeze off six shots.He heard thempangon the tailgate, the fender, the truck bed.
As the truck raced on, Ben watched bitterly.Why thefuckdidn’t he have his M-16 rifle?If he had, by now that miserable jerk would be fishtailing into his own ditch.
For a long, agonizing moment, Ben was torn.Chase the truck down to put a world of hurt on the driver?Or stop to help a possibly injured Sarah?
Sarah’s well-being won.Cursing, Ben pulled over behind the sedan.He flung himself from the cab and ran to the passenger side.The car was nose-first into a shallow ditch, with the entire right side of the car a mass of crumpled metal.
The figure in the passenger seat was unmoving.
On the driver’s side, Travis Butler put an unsteady hand to his head.His forehead dripped blood.
“Butler,” Ben shouted, “unlock the doors.”
Appearing dazed, Butler had the wherewithal to hit the unlock button, and Ben yanked open the door.Sarah lay unconscious, slumped over on the center console, and still strapped into the seatbelt.Releasing the belt, Ben crouched beside her.His training kicked in and he began a medical checklist.
His fingers shook as he thoroughly checked her vitals.Her heartbeat was steady and she was breathing, thank God.He didn’t know about internal injuries, yet he didn’t see any blood or broken bones.
Standing up, he yanked out his cell and called for emergency vehicles.
In the other seat, Travis stirred again.
“You okay, Butler?”Ben asked, leaning in.
