Chapter 4 - The Highway Pursuit
The luxury sedan rocketed onto the Interstate 95 on-ramp, weaving recklessly between late-evening commuter traffic at breakneck speed.
Marcus kept his cruiser locked onto the sedan's bumper, his blue emergency strobes casting flashing reflections across the highway barrier walls.
"Dispatch, suspect is entering the southbound interstate lanes, pushing ninety-five miles per hour," Marcus reported over the howling siren.
Inside the speeding sedan, the female driver gripped the leather steering wheel with terrifying intensity, sweat beading on her forehead.
Her eyes flicked repeatedly to the rearview mirror, watching the relentless flashing lights of the police cruiser closing the distance.
In the pitch-black trunk behind her, sixteen-year-old Chloe muffled a terrified sob through the thick industrial tape wrapped around her mouth.
Every sharp turn of the sedan slammed Chloe's bound wrists and ankles against the hard metal walls of the cargo compartment.
The air inside the trunk was growing dangerously thin, and the heat from the exhaust pipe radiated upward with suffocating intensity.
Marcus pushed his cruiser's engine to the absolute limit, closing within twenty yards of the fleeing vehicle's rear bumper.
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The highway stretched out endlessly ahead, lit only by overhead streetlamps and the harsh glare of oncoming traffic.
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