~Teyana’s POV~

Carol kept glancing at the rearview mirror like she was trying to do the calm version of panicking, which only made me panic more.

“Okay, okay… just breathe,” she murmured, tapping the steering wheel lightly. “We just have to make it past the car. I’m telling you, the person behind us isn’t moving like someone who wants to attack. They’re maintaining speed. If they wanted to hurt us, they would’ve sped up to meet the car by now.”

I stared at her like she had ...