Car Crash: Prologue:
"Moira, I think I figured it out!" Kate Drew said excitedly.
She was talking on her cell phone to her friend Moira Chisholm about her case.
"Come over so we can wrap this up," Moira said back. "You have a family to get back to."
It wasn't until after threats being made to Kate that Moira felt bad for bringing Kate into this case. But Kate insisted on staying, threats or not.
"I'm on my way," Kate said. She hung up, putting her phone in the center cup holder of the rental car. She turned on the brighter headlights as she headed to darker road. She was nearly halfway to Moira's house. Headlights glared in the rear view mirror. She glanced back, but couldn't see the car due to the bright lights.
"Strange." She was instantly suspicious.
Kate had been alone on this road for a while now, except for an occasional car going past. It seemed odd that a car came up behind her so suddenly. She looked back again, never noticing any side roads off this one. She decided to test it, checking her safety belt and making sure she was as safe as possible. She had been in many car accidents, stalked and near killed often, but this was different. She sped up, the car nearly hit her back bumper. She slowed down. Same result.
"Come on, pass me," she said, growing anxious. "Please be nothing."
The car followed her, getting closer, and even hitting her.
"Oh no.." Kate said.
Knowing the danger, knowing everything that could happen, she stepped on the gas. She thought of getting back to her young daughter during this time, she just had to protect her. She had to shake them. She knew who it was and what they wanted, but she couldn't give them the information. And if she didn't, they would surely go for her family next, no matter what happened. tearfully she said her last hope that she had to say.
"I love you, Carson," she said, slowing down.
The group either wanted her dead, or to tell the information. She doomed to death, one way or another. Sure enough, they ran her off the road. She skid on the breaks, trying to stop as she hit a tree. Kate's head hit the steering wheel, causing her head to go fuzzy. She was hot, not entirely able to make out any detail but black, she surely had gotten a concussion. She could however see and feel the orange coming from the front of the car. The engine was on fire!
Managing to compose herself to think some what straight she tried to get out, but her head hurt too much, too fuzzy. She was, however, pulled out of the car by her pursuers. It wasn't a gentle rescue, they hit her arm on the door, causing her to yelp a bit, and her head-ac got worse as she was toss around.
"We need you alive," he growled at her. Her mind barely able to make out the words.
The car was in flames, no body, whether there was one, could be recovered. They knew that people would find the car eventually, and then the person that would've been in it. They would rule it as a failed to control and not be able to recover a body. Evidence of the second car taken away, as Kate was bound and gagged in the back seat. There was fear in her eyes, pain in her head. She saw her death coming, waiting for it to come as the culprit drove off, however death didn't even look in her direction. Just torment, ten years of torment. She did this so she could protect her family, she was wishing for her death to come, maybe, just maybe, they would then leave her family alone.
AN: This is after I had someone look it over, I tried to edit it, add more detail and emotion. I hope I covered all spelling and grammar mistakes I had made, as well as made this more exiting. Tell me if you think it's good and I'll be fixing the other's as well.