“Are they following us?” I asked.

“They will be.”

“The gas. It’s to cover our scent, right?”

“Hopefully.”

I took a deep breath. Turning off the truck felt like a conclusion, as if the chaos was over, but I knew it had only just begun. “So, what do we do now?”

Liam’s grey eyes met mine in the review mirror. “Now we try to outrun fate.”