TEASER:
Her fingers were shaking as she dug out the keys and jammed them into the ignition. It took her two tries before they finally slid home.
Something heavy hit the car. Gwen cried out and her gaze flew
to the front windshield. Jacque was perched in front of her like some giant
hood ornament. He was crouched low with one hand resting on the hood. “Unlock
the door, Gwen.”
Like that was
going to happen. She turned the key and the engine sprang to life.
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