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Their shrouded vehicle shot across the grass at the entrance of Kadyn's neighborhood, invisible tires shredding through the greenery and shattering a sprinkler. Austin turned back, saw two trenches splitting the lawn front of the subdivision sign. Mud and grass clippings littered the roadway.
"Watch it!" he yelled.
"No time." Sharkey pressed down on the gas and Austin gripped the door handle. "Where?"
"Second left," he said. "Then about a mile down the road." He thought of his friend who was home for Fall Break and probably relaxing with her parents.
"You don't think anything has happened to her?" he asked.
"We'll find out soon enough."
The car eased into the left-hand lane, going around a winding curve. The tires screeched. Sharkey eased off the gas and let the momentum carry th
