Dead Sure?: A Paranormal Mystery Read Free Page B

need this one,” adding in a cute face just for good measure.
    Jack finished stuffing the luggage in the back seat and shut the door. Looking down to the far end of the garage, he could clearly see the headlights of a tow truck become visible in the gloom like two yellow eyes.
    In a vain attempt to please Jack, Leslie hurried off towards the distant tow truck. Jack jumped into the Charger and fired the motor up. He loved the sound of the pipes on the car as it sprang to life. A small smirk came over his face. Just maybe he could slip out of this one. Quickly, he pulled out and headed in the opposite direction. A moment or so later he came around a corner and was headed back in the same direction as the tow truck. Only a small aisle of parked cars separated them. He was about halfway to the exit when he hazarded a glance towards the other aisle. The tow truck had gotten halfway to where he had been only moments before. Curiously it had stopped there, and as Jack saw why he forgot what he was doing and began to slow down.
    Speeding up again, he wasn’t sure if he had really seen what he thought he did. It sure looked to him like Leslie had flashed the tow truck driver. For a sight as good as that, who wouldn’t stop? Jack thought happily to himself.
    Jack was snapped back to reality quickly as a car in front of him started to back out of its parking stall. Jack instinctively hit the horn and swerved right to get around it. The loud blast of the horn and the tires squealing awoke the repo man from his momentary blissful distraction. For a brief second Jack and the repo man locked eyes. Both knew what the other was thinking. To make it to the exit first meant winning the battle; for Jack that meant escaping with his car. For the repo man it meant collecting his commission, and he had no intention of not collecting. Jack stomped down hard on the gas. The engine snarled and the tires squealed as the transmission downshifted with a jolt. The repo man, seeing this, threw the tow truck into reverse and hit the gas. The truck lurched backwards loudly in protest. It was about ten car lengths to the entry tunnel. The truck only had to go straight and turn sideways to win the battle. Jack, on the other, hand had to get to the end of the aisle and  do a ninety degree turn to the left followed by a hard right.
    Jack’s palms were sweaty and his heart was pounding as he neared the end of the aisle. Risking a glance back, he could see the tow truck was only about two car lengths behind him. Breaking for the corner was probably going to eat up his lead. The Fast and the Furious Tokyo Drift jumped into his mind , and he yanked on the e-brake just as his car was coming into the corner. The tires squealed and the car amazingly slid around the corner without losing much speed at all. Now if he could just make the next right quick enough. It was a very tight squeeze. Jack could see from the side window the tow truck bearing down on him; the repo man snarling with fury. He was going to get to the turn at about the same time, and judging by the look on the man’s face he wasn’t going to stop come hell or high water.
    This just fueled Jack’s competitive nature. He stomped on the gas, more determined than ever, and yanked the wheel hard right. The green Charger started to slide perfectly into the corner when the tow truck arrived to meet it. The truck caught the Charger on the back driver’s corner of the car. The car shook violently as the two vehicles clipped each other. The momentum of Jack’s car could not be denied as the car completed the corner with a wild jolt. Jack was accelerating up the entry ramp now with the tow truck just behind his rear bumper. Glancing in the mirror again he could see it starting to lose ground. The entrance jutted up sharply at the top with several signs warning for the need to go slow. Engine howling; the lime green Charger hit the top of the ramp and caught several inches of air before landing on the