her down and fast.”
“I’m not surprised,” Zack said. “She’s a survivor, always has been.”
“You should have shot her years ago.”
Zack snorted. “Believe me. I was tempted.”
“I’m not at all surprised.” Up ahead of them, he thought he saw something go around a corner. “That can’t be them ahead of us.”
“Well, it’s somebody, but it’s not Gemma.”
“Interesting. Maybe it’s our mystery shooter and Rebecca.”
“If that’s the case, go faster,” Zack said, his voice harsh. “I’d like to see that bitch one more time.”
“She’s in this up to her neck.”
“I see that. Believe me. Nothing’s quite so plain as the light of day afterward.”
It was a bit cryptic, but Galen was pretty sure Zack was more or less saying that he now saw Rebecca for what she really was. Galen picked up a little bit of speed, swinging wide around a corner, and it shot him a little bit farther ahead.
He could see the vehicle ahead, and it’s almost as if they saw him behind them and were trying desperately to get away from Galen and Zack. But the driver was pushing his vehicle as fast as he could go. But then, so were they. The driver was also still running in the dark, but now Galen was clearly gaining on them.
“You’ve got the advantage of being in their tailwind,” Zack said.
“If I can just get close enough,” he said, “I’ll turn on my headlights, so we can see who it is.”
“I’m pretty damn sure I know who.”
“Has Levi got satellite on it?”
“Stone’s tracking them. He’s also got a location for Gemma. About ten miles away.”
“Interesting. Wonder where they’re going.”
Zack said, “Rebecca could be as amiable as she wanted to be, but she’s always thinking in the background.”
“She’s devious and out of control,” Galen bit off. Zack didn’t say anything. Which was probably a damn good thing. “As long as you’ve not got anything to do with her at this point,” he said.
“I’ve told you time and time again, I don’t.”
“I hear you, but, when somebody like that gets their claws into you—”
“That’s not me,” Zack snorted. “Not any longer.”
“Good,” he said, and he left it at that.
He was gaining a little bit at a time, and, when Galen thought he was close enough, he put on his high beams and shone them right into the back of the vehicle. Definitely two heads, one female on the side. The other vehicle hit the brakes momentarily, probably blinded by Galen’s high beams. And it was just enough for Galen to catch up that little bit. And now they had a license plate.
Zack quickly reeled it off to Levi’s group. It came back as a rental. “Interesting,” Zack said. “We didn’t see that sticker before. They’re tracking down who rented it.” After a short pause, Zack added, “It came back to the company owned by James.”
“So now we have Joe’s brother renting a vehicle over here. Do we know if he’s here or not?”
“Checking now. Don’t forget. It could be anyone from the brewery, but, from what we know, James is the most likely suspect.”
When Zack’s phone buzzed back and forth, it was all Galen could do not to ask questions with every exchange. But it was what it was.
Finally Zack said, “James entered Switzerland fourteen hours ago, confirmed. He’s traveling with his son. Supposedly heading to a property in Bern. Reason given was for a holiday, not business.”
“And still could have hopped a plane under an alias and been in Germany in one hour. So he could have been here for all this latest chaos, but he wasn’t in the country for Joe’s murder.”
“Do you really have any doubt who killed Joe?”
“Nope. Not after Becky said she saw it.”
“That’s got to be tough, to see your mother shoot your father,” Zack said.
“Yeah,” he said. “None of this has been easy on her. It makes no sense, and she’ll have trouble sorting it all out in her mind afterward.”
“Sure enough. But she’s a great kid. She’s resilient.”
Just then the vehicle ahead slowed down. Galen watched as they appeared to lose power all at once. The vehicle pulled off to the side. “Interesting twist. What the hell?”
“It’s almost like they ran out of gas,” Zack said, with a smug tone.
Galen looked at him. “Did you puncture the gas tank?”
“Well, I tried, but I didn’t get much chance,” he said. “I did put some stuff in the gas tank though, but that can take a long time to sift through.”
“Looks like it might have finally worked.”
“Now