Leila's POV

　　Mr. Anderson struggled to control the car.

　　"Hold on!" he cried, his tight voice steady as strong hands wrestled with the steering wheel.

　　My heart was drumming in my chest as fear slid through me when the car slid side-to-side on the road.

　　"Mr. Anderson!"

　　"Stay down!" he ordered, his voice taut, wrestling the wheel to keep them clear of danger.

　　I crouched low, sucking in quick frightened gasps. The car ...