Almost two hours later Cade felt pretty much full for the first time in two
days. Andrea had been right, for the most part. Only one of the waitresses had
noticed that Cade seemed to be packing away inordinate amounts of food, and
while she watched with a certain amount of amazement, she apparently said
nothing about it.
On the way back to the hotel, Andrea suddenly dropped away from them like a
stone falling toward the ground and Cade almost lost the dinner he'd spent all
that time consuming when Mandi followed her in the same manner. Looking down, he
saw where Andrea was going.
A tanker truck had maneuvered to refill a local gas station's underground
tanks and a yellow pickup truck in the alley behind the station was heading
straight for the truck at about fifty miles per hour. As they neared the ground,
they could see the driver slumped on the steering wheel.
As Andrea flew to deal with the pickup, Mandi landed to set Cade down and
flew to join Andrea. Everything seemed well in hand, but an unanticipated wild
card in the form of a blue Ford sedan entered the parking lot behind the tanker
truck.
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