Gil stopped dialing his phone for a moment. ??Yeah, that was the game plan. Why? Trey said she??s stable.??
Landon hesitated. Could he keep driving? How far was it to the rendezvous? Maybe four miles.
Gil reached over and put his hand on the steering wheel. ??Landon, you??re really pale. What??s wrong???
??I??m bleeding.?? Landon took his foot off the gas and glanced around desperately for a decent place to pull over. He saw a dry cleaner??s that looked like it had gone out of business. It took most of what was left of his concentration to brake and stop the Escalade. Gil grabbed the gear shift and slammed it into park as Landon passed out.
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