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CRAIG turned the key in the ignition of the Ferrari. Behind him, the huge rear-mounted VI2 engine started, then died.
Craig closed his eyes. "Not now," he said aloud. "Don't let me down now."
He turned the key again. The engine fired, faltered1, then roared like an angry bull. Craig pumped the throttle2, just to be sure, and the roar turned into a howl.
He looked at the phone. It said: "Searching . . ." He jabbed at the number pad, dialing 999, even though he knew it was useless before the phone had connected to the network. "Come on," he urged. "I don't have much time—"
The side door of the garage flew open, and Sophie stumbled in.
Craig was taken by surprise. He thought Sophie was in the hands of the dreadful Daisy. He had watched as Daisy dragged her out of the garage. He had wanted desperately3 to rescue her, but he did not think he could beat Daisy in a fight even if she had not had a gun. He had struggled to remain calm as he watched Daisy maliciously4 dragging Sophie along by the hair. He kept telling himself that the best thing he could do for Sophie was to stay free and phone the police.
Now she seemed to have escaped unaided. She was sobbing5 and panicky, and he guessed that Daisy must be on her tail.
The passenger side of the car was so close to the wall that the door could not be opened. Craig threw open the driver's door and said, "Get in quick—climb over me!"
She staggered over to the car and fell in.
Craig slammed the door.
He did not know how to lock it, and he was too rushed to find out. Daisy could not be more than a few seconds away, he figured, as Sophie scrambled6 over him. There was no time to phone—they had to get out of there. As Sophie collapsed7 into the passenger seat, he fumbled8 under the dashboard and found the remote control device that opened the garage door. He pressed it, and heard behind him a squeak9 of unlubricated metal as the mechanism10 operated. He looked in the rearview mirror and saw the up-and-over door begin to move slowly.
Then Daisy came in.
Her face was red with exertion11 and her eyes were wide with rage. There was snow in the creases12 of her black leather clothes. She hesitated in the doorway13, peering into the gloom of the garage; then her staring eyes locked on to Craig in the driving seat of the car.
He depressed14 the clutch and shoved the gearshift into reverse. It was never easy, with the Ferrari's six-speed box. The stick resisted his push, and there was a grinding of cogs; then something slipped into place.
Daisy ran across the front of the car and came to the driver's side. Her tan glove closed on the door handle.
The garage door was not yet fully15 open, but Craig could wait no longer. Just as Daisy opened the car door, he released the clutch and trod on the accelerator pedal.
The car leaped backwards16 as if fired from a catapult. Its roof struck the lower edge of the aluminum17 garage door with a clang. Sophie gave a yell of fear.
The car flew out of the garage like a champagne18 cork19. Craig stamped on the brake. The snowplow had cleared the thick overnight layer of snow from in front of the garage, but more had fallen since, and the concrete apron20 was slippery. The Ferrari went into a backwards skid21 and stopped with a bump against a bank of snow.
Daisy came out of the garage. Craig could see her clearly in the gray dawn light. She hesitated.
The car phone suddenly spoke22 in a female voice. "You have one new message."
Craig pushed the gearshift into what he hoped was first. He eased the clutch out and, to his relief, the tires found purchase and the car moved forward. He turned the wheel, heading for the way out. If only he could make it onto the drive, he could get away from here with Sophie and summon help.
Daisy must have had the same thought, for she fumbled in the pocket of her jacket and brought out a gun.
"Get down!" Craig yelled at Sophie. "She's going to shoot!"
As Daisy leveled the gun, he stamped on the accelerator and swung the steering23 wheel, desperate to get away.
The car went into a skid, slipping across the icy concrete. Alongside his fear and panic, Craig had the feeling of deja vu: he had skidded25 this car, in this place, only yesterday, a lifetime ago. Now he struggled to control the vehicle, but the ground was even more slippery after a night of steady snow and freezing temperatures.
He turned into the skid, and for a moment the tires gripped again, but he overdid26 it, and the car skidded in the opposite direction and spun27 around in a half circle. Sophie was flung from side to side in the passenger seat. He kept waiting for the bang of a gunshot, but none came yet. The only good thing, a part of Craig's terrified mind told him, was that it was impossible for Daisy to take steady aim at a vehicle that was being driven so erratically28.
The car stopped, with great good luck, in the middle of the drive, facing directly away from the house and toward the lane. The path in front of Craig had obviously been swept by the snowplow. He had a clear road to freedom.
He pressed on the accelerator pedal, but nothing happened. The engine had stalled.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Daisy raise the gun and take careful aim at him.
He turned the key, and the car jerked forward: he had forgotten to take it out of gear. The mistake saved his life for, in the same instant, he heard the unmistakable firecracker bang of a gun, only slightly deadened by the soft snow covering everything; then the side window of the car shattered. Sophie screamed.
Craig knocked the stick into neutral and turned the key again. The throaty roar filled his ears. He could see Daisy taking aim again as he pressed the clutch and found first gear. He ducked involuntarily as he pulled away, and it was lucky that he did, for this time his side window smashed.
The bullet also went through the windshield, making a small round hole and causing the entire pane29 of glass to craze over. Now he could see nothing ahead but blurred30 shapes of darkness and light. Nevertheless he kept the accelerator depressed, doing his best to stay on the driveway, knowing he would die if he did not get away from Daisy and her gun. Beside him, Sophie was curled up in a ball on the passenger seat, hands covering her head.
On the periphery31 of his vision, he saw Daisy running after the car. Another shot banged. The car phone said: "Stanley, this is Toni. Bad news—a break-in at the lab. Please call my mobile as soon as you can."
Craig guessed that the people with guns must be connected to the break-in, but he could not think about that now. He tried to steer24 by what he could see out of the smashed side window, but it was no good. After a few seconds, the car went off the cleared path, and he felt the sudden drag as it slowed. The shape of a tree appeared in the crazed glass of the windshield, and Craig slammed on the brakes, but he was too late, and the car hit the tree with a terrific crash.
Craig was thrown forward. His head hit the broken windshield, knocking out shards32 of glass, cutting the skin of his forehead. The steering wheel bruised33 his chest. Sophie was flung against the dashboard and fell with her bottom on the floor and her feet up on the seat, but she swore and tried to right herself, so he knew she was all right.
The engine had stalled again.
Craig looked in the rearview mirror. Daisy was ten yards behind him, walking steadily34 across the snow toward the car, holding the gun in her suede-gloved hand. He knew instinctively35 that she was coming closer just to get a clear shot. She was going to kill him and Sophie.
He had only one chance left. He had to kill her.
He started the engine again. Daisy, five yards away now and directly behind the car, raised her gun arm. Craig put the gearshift into reverse and closed his eyes.
He heard a bang just as he stamped on the throttle. The rear window shattered. The car leaped backwards, straight at Daisy. There was a heavy thump36, as though someone had dropped a sack of potatoes on the boot.
Craig took his foot off the throttle, and the car rolled to a stop. Where was Daisy? He pushed broken glass out of the windshield and saw her. She had been thrown sideways by the impact and was lying on the ground with one leg at an odd angle. He stared, horrified37 at what he had done.
Then she moved.
"Oh, no!" he cried. "Why won't you die?"
She reached out with one arm and picked up her gun, lying on the snow nearby.
Craig put the car into first gear.
The car phone said: "To erase38 this message, press three."
Daisy looked into his eyes and pointed39 the gun at him.
He let out the clutch and stamped on the throttle.
He heard the bang of the gun over the bellow40 of the Ferrari engine, but the shot went wild. He kept his foot down. Daisy tried to drag herself out of the way, and Craig deliberately41 turned the wheel in her direction. An instant before the impact he saw her face, staring in terror, her mouth open in an inaudible scream. Then the car hit her with a thud. She disappeared beneath its curved front. The low-slung chassis42 scraped over something lumpy. Craig saw that he was headed straight for the tree he had hit before. He braked, but too late. Once again, the car crashed into the tree.
The car phone, which had been telling him how to save messages, stopped in mid-sentence. He tried to start the engine, but nothing happened. There was not even the click of a broken starter motor. He saw that none of the dials was working, and there were no lights on the dashboard. The electrical system had failed. It was hardly surprising, after the number of times he had crashed the car.
But that meant he could not use the phone.
And where was Daisy?
He got out of the car.
In the driveway behind him was a pile of ripped black leather, white flesh, and gleaming red blood.
She was not moving.
Sophie got out and stood beside him. "Oh, God, is that her?"
Craig felt sick. He could not speak, so he nodded.
Sophie whispered, "Do you think she's dead?"
Craig nodded again, then nausea43 overwhelmed him. He turned aside and vomited44 into the snow.
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faltered
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throttle
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desperately
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maliciously
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sobbing
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scrambled
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collapsed
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fumbled
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squeak
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mechanism
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exertion
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creases
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doorway
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fully
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backwards
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aluminum
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champagne
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cork
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apron
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skid
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spoke
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steering
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steer
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skidded
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overdid
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spun
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erratically
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pane
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blurred
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periphery
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shards
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bruised
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steadily
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instinctively
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thump
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horrified
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erase
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| v.擦掉；消除某事物的痕迹 | |
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pointed
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bellow
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| v.吼叫，怒吼；大声发出，大声喝道 | |
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deliberately
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chassis
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| n.汽车等之底盘；（飞机的）起落架；炮底架 | |
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nausea
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| n.作呕，恶心；极端的憎恶(或厌恶) | |
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