CHAPTER 2
THIS WAS NO TIME FOR her body to give out. Her heart pounded in her chest like the horrible thumping in that Edgar Allen Poe story, and her legs propelled her past the drinking fountain and out of the science center before she realized her coughing had stopped. Her boots pounded on the pavement, their echoes crashing in her ears. Could she hear Vinny behind her? Would he chase her, or would he just gun her down? Zigzag. Shouldn’t she run in a zigzag? Somewhere in her dad’s crazy crisis training, didn’t he say something about it being easiest to shoot someone if they were running in a straight line?
But what if Vinny was coming after her on foot? She didn’t have time to waste on cute little twists and curves and slithering snake patterns. She had to get somewhere safe. She could
