Tommy
"We're out of gas? I can't believe the creep who tried to kill me got away." Ruby shook her head as she stared at the empty road. Waves of disappointment and frustration wafting off her from the assassin's escape.
Tommy clenched his fists. If he'd gotten here at this remote part of town and abandoned trailer a few minutes later...the guy could have pulled a gun, ran over her, any number of things that sent bile to the back of his throat. He'd been more concerned about which road the scumbag had taken her down and reaching her in time that he didn't stop for gas.
Instead, he'd gunned it and used up fumes to get this far. "I had your safety on my mind besides how many miles this thing got to the gallon. If we were in my truck, we'd at least reach the next gas station."
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