The driver replied, "Alrighty, miss. Hold on tight."
The moment the words left his mouth, he floored the gas pedal, and the car shot forward as if it had taken flight.
Silently following behind, Seth Quinn was stunned for a long moment before it dawned on him: Clara Grant was trying to shake him.
In any case, he knew where she was going and how to get there, so he wasn't in a hurry to chase her. Besides, the more he chased, the faster she'd probably tell the taxi driver to go to lose him, and that would be even more dangerous.
...
By the time the taxi screeched to a halt, Clara Grant felt like she was going to throw up.
She had asked him to go a little faster, not to drive the car like it was an airplane. It was a hell of a ride.
Fighting the churning in her stomach, she paid the fare and got out. The moment she shut the door, the taxi sped away with a WHOOSH.
