Clio was hurt. The sheriff had hit her twice in the face with a gun, and the bruising would be terrible tomorrow. He had kicked her in the ribs as well as pushed her out of the car hard.
She hardly felt any of it.
"He made Will go with him!" she cried frantically. "They went that way we have to follow them!" It had been far too long already though. There was no way they would catch up.