CHAPTER 38
Wyatt feltthe prickle at the back of his neck, a feeling he’d learned not to dismiss.
He’d glanced out the window and saw the shadow on the sidewalk. A figure in a dark jacket stood at the edge of the streetlight’s reach.
He stood. “Stay inside. Thunder, guard!”
He was at the door in four strides. Cold air hit him as he pushed through. He immediately scanned the sidewalk.
The man was gone. But he couldn’t have gotten but so far.
Wyatt took a guess as to what direction the man might have headed. Then he took off.
Ten seconds later, Wyatt reached a corner and had a decision to make.
Left or right?
Which way would he have gone?
The street was darker to the left. If Wyatt was running from someone, he would have headed that way.
He darted down the narrow street between buildings.
That’s when he spotted the dark figure about fifty feet ahead of him.
Wyatt ran faster.
The man cut left between two parked cars and, a moment later, Wyatt heard an engine turn over.
A black truck pulled out fast.
The driver accelerated away from Wyatt before he could reach the vehicle.
Wyatt stopped at the curb, his heart pumping as he caught his breath.
He wouldn’t be able to catch that driver. But maybe he could trace him.
He tried to see the license plate. But it was bent.
He could only make out the last two characters.
He memorized the make and model of the vehicle.
Then the truck was gone.
Whoever it was must have followed him and Kori. Had this person followed them to the hospital also?
He pulled out his phone and called Micah. “I need you to buckle down on security for the woman we found in the woods. I’ve got good reason to believe someone followed me to the hospital and may know the woman is there. She’s most likely in danger.”
“I don’t like the sound of that. But I’m on it.”
Then Wyatt gave Micah the information on the truck.
“It’s not much to go on, but I’ll see what I can find out,” Micah said.
“I appreciate it.”
“Watch your back getting home.”
