Jessica jerked her hands outward in an abrupt motion. “No one is walking that far, especially since it will be completely dark within a half hour.”
“I agree.” Cassidy checked her phone again on the chance it had a signal. “It’s too dangerous.”
“That leaves waving someone down,” Bridget said matter-of-factly.
“Is that any safer?” Lark glanced at the map again, as if a solution would appear on the pages.
“Do we have a choice?” Bridget sighed. “We can’t stay here all night.”
“We could wait until a patrol car passes. Surely they would see us and stop.” Rain sounded pleased with her suggestion.
“I like that idea. It sounds much safer than the other choices.” Cassidy stole a glance at Bridget who she knew wouldn’t like that idea.
Bridget was a doer, not a waiter. Under normal circumstances, Cassidy preferred a proactive approach as well, but they were in a vulnerable situation. At least there were five of them—strength in numbers. It gave them more protection than if they been alone or only two of them.
“Let’s pray before making a final decision and ask for God’s protection.” Jessica’s gentle voice offered the peace they’d needed, and murmurs of agreement circled inside the vehicle. She led them in a brief prayer. Afterward, a tangible calm filled the Suburban.
Less than two minutes later, headlights veered off the interstate and shone brightly behind the SUV.
