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A nervous route

Lilly took the highway instead of the back roads, hoping the open stretch would help her feel less trapped. But the Jeep stayed behind her the whole time—always a few cars back, never pulling beside her, never passing. Its driver wasn’t fooled easily, and he was clearly following her, but why? Her heart raced, and Milo pressed himself deeper into her scarf. He could feel it, too.
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