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It was dark by the time we got to Chez Carpenter, and we were beginning to slow down to turn into the driveway when Murphy said, "Someone's tailing us."
"Keep driving," I snapped at once, from where I was crouched down in the back of Murphy's Saturn. I felt like a groundhog trying to hide in a golf divot. "Go past the house."
Murphy picked up speed again, accelerating very slowly and carefully on the snowbound streets.
I poked my head up just enough to peer into the night behind us. Mouse sat up with me and looked solemnly and carefully out the back window when I did. "The car with one headlight pointing a little to the left?" I asked.
"That's the one. Spotted him about ten minutes ago. Can you see his plates?"
I squinted. "Not through this snow and with his lights in my eyes."
Molly turned and knelt in the passenger seat, peering through the back window. "Who do you think it is?"
"Molly, sit down," Murphy snapped. "We don't want them to know that we've seen-"
The headlights of the car behind us grew brighter and began to sweep closer. "Murph, they saw her. Here they come."
"I'm sorry!" Molly said. "I'm sorry!"
"Get your seat belts on," Murphy barked.


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