The Girl from Her Mirror (Mirrors Don't Lie Book 1) Read Online Free Page A

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and a navigation system, the only two things she really needed to make it to
her destination. The hotel where she was booked was over an hour away, and the
late afternoon sun was already setting low in the sky, casting long shadows on
a day almost over.
    Setting her cruise control a mile above
the posted speed limit, Makenna headed toward the mountains in the distance.
She stopped once for a snack and a restroom break, then jumped back on the
interstate. It wasn’t until after the break that she became aware of the green
sedan, traveling in the same direction she was. Amused, she realized they were
playing a game of road tag, switching positions with one another as they
gobbled up mileage. First she would be in the lead, then they would go around
her. Before long, their lane of traffic would slow down and she would go
sailing past. She never got a good look at the driver, but she knew it was a
male traveling alone.
    Signs along the highway informed Makenna
her exit was only a few miles ahead. Knowing she was near her destination
brought a smile to her lips. She looked in the rearview mirror to check what
was left of her make-up. Movement caught her eye as the green sedan approached
at an alarming speed. Glancing into her side mirror, Makenna moved over into
the empty lane on her left. The green sedan moved behind her, its speed still
too fast. It was practically on her bumper.
    Trying not to panic, Makenna moved back
into the right lane, belatedly noting there were no other cars in sight. When
had that happened? She was so busy thinking about this impromptu trip and
watching the scenery that she failed to notice the now-deserted highway.
    Deserted, that is, except for the green
sedan.
    The sedan came alongside her, and she
breathed a sigh of relief. They were simply trying to pass. When they suddenly
swerved into her lane, she knew she was in trouble. The car was trying to run
her off the road!
    Makenna had no choice but to floor the
gas pedal. She shot past the other car, but it kept pace with the convertible.
Faster and faster, they raced down the road, Makenna only slightly ahead of the
vehicle chasing her.
    Seeing an exit up ahead, Makenna debated
on taking it. Surely, the crazy driver would not follow her. She kept her speed
steady until just before the exit. Without using a blinker, she whipped onto
the shoulder, planning to jerk onto the exit ramp and make her escape.
    But where was she escaping to? She had
no idea where she was or where the road led. At the last moment, just before
the green sedan could slam into her, she shot from the shoulder into the left
lane, her foot to the floor. The green car followed, trying to force her off
the road as it crowded into the lane with her. With two wheels on the uneven
pavement of the left shoulder, Makenna struggled to maintain control of the
speeding sports car. With a guardrail approaching, she knew she had to do
something quickly to avoid sideswiping it. She doubted her insurance - or
should it be Kenzie’s? - would be very forgiving.
    Makenna finally saw taillights in front
of them, but she knew the other vehicles were too far ahead to notice what was
happening. If she could catch up with them, perhaps she could put enough
traffic between herself and the green sedan that she could get away. Praying
the little sports car had the motor for it, Makenna stomped her foot on the gas
and never let up.
    With the green car now at least a full
car length behind her, Makenna sped her way to the beckoning taillights and
slid up beside a blue mini-van. Soon she had eased between it and a white
Lincoln, but she could see the green sedan behind the van. Dusk made it
difficult to distinguish the vehicles behind her, but she knew the shape of the
green car’s headlights. If she lived through this ordeal, she would be seeing
those same headlights in her sleep tonight.
    Feeling a little more confident with
other vehicles around, Makenna eased off the accelerator. She didn’t want