Chapter 7 - The Blue Light Run
I threw the Subaru into reverse, cut the wheel, and floored it past the incoming patrol cars before they could block the narrow access road.
Cross's cruiser swerved to avoid me, clipping my rear quarter panel. His voice boomed over his external PA system: "Mark Miller! Pull over immediately! We have EMS on site!"
"They don't have the key!" I screamed at the empty cab, slamming the shifter into drive and rocketing onto the tarmac of Route 4.
Beside me in the passenger seat, Toby began to thrash. A high-pitched, inhuman whimper escaped his throat. The purple veins on his neck were darker now, almost black, bulging against his pale skin like thick cords.
I grabbed the dashboard speaker. "Elena! Are you at the hospital?"
Her voice crackled through the Bluetooth, frantic, breathless. "I'm in the emergency room waiting room! The police are here, Mark! They’re saying Evelyn was found dead three days ago! What is going on?"
"Listen to me! Don't let them admit you! Get down to the basement morgue!"
"The morgue? Mark, what are you talking about?"
"The woman who was at our house wasn't my mother!" I yelled, swerving through oncoming traffic at ninety miles an hour, laying on the horn as cars scattered to the shoulder. "The antidote is bio-locked to Evelyn's actual thumbprint! They have her body at County Coroner! You have to find where they put her!"
There was a horrifying beat of silence on the other end.
"Mark..." Elena’s voice dropped to a terrified whisper. "Evelyn's body isn't at County Coroner."
"What?"
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"I just overheard Detective Vance talking to the head of pathology," she whispered, her voice trembling. "The body from the marina wasn't brought here. It was intercepted twenty minutes ago by a private transport team claiming to be federal marshals."
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