I had my seat belt off and was over the console into the passenger seat before I had made the conscious decision to move. Throwing the door open, I jumped from the Jeep and took off down the sidewalk without looking back. Male shouts and the sound of running feet behind me told me all I needed to know.
I reached the end of the block and tore around the corner of the last building. Another street stretched before me with more of the same brick buildings and not a person in sight. Where were the paparazzi who dogged me day and night? I spent my days trying to avoid them, and now when I could have used them, there wasn’t a single one around.
I sped around another corner and came up short at the sight of two men running toward me. They were too far away to make out their features, but their
