That car was ahead, looking black instead of red
in the darkness beyond a streetlight. Jenny heard
what sounded like eerily rapid breathing behind
her.
Dontrundontrundontrundontrun...
"Get the keys," she gasped. "Get the keys, Au-
drey-"
Here was the car. But the rustling was right beside
Jenny no, jusy on the other side of the hedge...
Audrey was fumbling in her purse. She'd dropped
her shoes. Jenny grabbed the door handle.
"Audrey!" she cried, rattling it.
Audrey flung the contents of her purse on the
sidewalk. She scattered the pile with a desparte
hand, seized the keys.
"Audrey! get it open!" Jenny watched in agony as
Audrey ran to the diver's side of the car, leaving
the contents of her purse scattered.
But it was late. There was a crashing in the
hedge directly behind Jenny.
At the same moment a dark shape reared up from
the shadows on the sidewalk in front of her....