Miles away, the old van tore through the narrow road. Mateo kept both hands firmly on the steering wheel. “They're still behind us!” Lucía glanced through the rear window. “I can see that.” Andrew lifted his head slightly from the floor. “How far?” “Close enough to be annoying,” Lucía replied. Kelvin looked at Mateo. “Can we lose them?” Mateo laughed. “You ask that now?” Another shot cracked through the air. Everyone ducked. “Keep driving!” Kelvin shouted. “I am driving!” Lucía turned and fired toward the pursuing vehicle, forcing it to slow. “They're getting closer again!” Mateo suddenly spotted a narrow dirt path ahead and swerved. The van bounced violently as it left the road. Andrew grabbed the side of the vehicle. “Where are we going?” “Somewhere they won't expect,” Mateo replied. The pursuing vehicles followed. Mateo cursed. “They followed us.” Lucía looked ahead. “Then we need another plan.” Kelvin's eyes moved around the vehicle before he noti