“Why?” she asked.
“Please, just do it, and I’ll explain in a second, okay?”
She managed to lift her head and look at me before she started rummaging around for her phone. I pulled mine out of my pocket and dialed Hudson as I took a sharp right-hand turn. Just like I figured, the car followed us around the bend.
“How’s that baby doing?” Hudson asked.
“We’re being followed,” I said. “Heather’s calling her friend Nicole now to stay with Audrey. I need you to come and find us.”
I looked over at Heather and watched as she desperately tried to hold her phone up to her ear.
“I think Heather’s been drugged,” I said.
“I’m heading to my computer right now. You both have your phones on you, right?”
“We do. We also have the tracker on the truck.”
“I’m pulling you up now. What’s going on?” he asked.
“There’s a dark red Lincoln Continental with silver accents driving behind us. Heather’s pretty loopy from when they took her blood.”
“Are you sure she isn’t just squeamish with needles?”
“We drew blood ten minutes ago, and she can hardly keep her eyes open.”
“Dammit. Okay, I’ve got you pulled up. Take your next left,” he said.
I careened around the corner as Heather groaned. I looked over and saw her fumbling with her phone, so I put Hudson on speakerphone and took it from her fingertips.
“Heather? Are you there? Heather!”
“Nicole. It’s Cameron.”
“What’s going on?” she asked.
I whipped around another corner and watched as the car followed us.
“Heather and I are in a bind. I can’t explain it right now, but I need you to get to the cabin. Please. I need you to watch my daughter and relieve the man there watching her now. His name is Hudson. He’s going to have to come get Heather and me.”
“Is she okay?” Nicole asked.
“She will be, but I need you to go. I’ll pay you whatever you want.”
“You’ll pay me by keeping my best friend safe,” she said. “I’m walking to my car now. I’ll be to your place in maybe fifteen minutes.”
“Thank you,” I said.
I turned off the phone call and shoved her phone into my pocket. I looked at Heather, taking her in as she slumped against the dashboard of the car. She was completely out, and panic flooded my veins.
“Hudson?” I asked.
“Yep.”
“Nicole’s on her way, but she’s still fifteen minutes out from my place if she drives like a fucking banshee.”
“I’ll leave the second she gets there. I’ve alerted all the officers in the area and local SWAT is already heading into town.”
“You’ve been busy,” I said.