“The silver car had been closing in, but just then, it took a sharp turn to the left. Where are they going? Leor wondered. But he decided to keep it to himself. The cabby nodded and ran a hand through… — Zechariah Barrett Copy Share Image
“John trotted up, carrying his satchel. "Yes. Wexler's gone. We need your car." "What? Why?" John circled around to the passenger-side door and said, "Car chase.” — David Wong Copy Share Image
