He was about to lay on the horn when he saw the flashing lights. He craned his neck. Probably some drunk got in a fender bender.
The driver side door of the beater three cars ahead opened. A man jumped out and ran past, eyes wild. Maybe he has a stash in the car.
He opened his own door, stepped out as casually as possible and started ambling toward the abandoned beater. He actually took half a dozen steps before his mind registered what he was seeing. Oh, no. Oh, please.
He turned and started running as fast as he could.
Great story, Katelyn. Sometime, we don’t want to know.
The story made me think of a Hitchcock movie. Suspense and mystery, one of my favorite combination. Great story-telling.
LOVE the pacing and urged mysterious