Escaping the law, Abby settles down in a quiet southern town, under a fictitious name. Everything works out beautifully for a while until she uncovers evidence on one of the largest crime rings in the state 

Receiving death threats on her life, not being able to turn to the law for help, Abby's only choice is to run. Where will she go now she has nowhere to hide.

Nowhere to Hide

Abby's heart pounds in her chest. Her thoughts are racing a mile a minute. She glances up to see the semi is a short distance away. She looks back at the tiny opening between the door and the frame. Realizing she can't squeeze through, she springs to her feet. Abby reaches for the passenger door only to discover it's blocked too. The side door isn't jammed. 


She scampers through the empties scattered about. Her hands tremble, her vision blurs. She feels light-headed like she's about to faint. Stumbling to the door, she throws the barrier open. She looks over to find the diesel is a few feet away. 


Jumping from the van, Abby darts towards the shoulder of the road. The semi's turbulent wind knocks her to the ground. Her clothes blow about; her wig takes flight, landing in a ditch a few feet away. "No." Scrambling to her feet, she darts towards it. Abby scoops it up and arranges it on her head. 


On the Hunt