Chapter 3
Megan looked over and smiled at Barney, who sat in the passenger seat. His ears were flapping in the wind, much the same way her wavy red hair was blowing from the rush of air coming through the open windows. She couldn't believe she was sitting behind the wheel of a new car, her dark glasses hiding her eyes the same way the nondescript Jeep hid her identity. No one would notice her in the vehicle that an hour ago she didn’t even know existed. Joe had worked his salesman magic and convinced her to take the Jeep. And now, as she drove down I-95, she had to admit it felt pretty good.
Joe had taken charge, telling her not to worry about any details, he would handle everything. Without giving her a chance to protest, he’d transferred her personal items into the Jeep. Before she rea
