This is my entry into Barbara Beacham’s Mondays Finish the Story, a flash fiction challenge that gives you a picture and an opening sentence and asks you to finish the story in 100-150 words. The sentence given is in italics.
They finally made their escape…
Evie sighed in relief. The jeep was falling far behind them now, its wheels mired in mud as it tilted into the ditch, their pursuers undoubtedly cursing the inept driver.
‘Keep going, Billy,’ Evie nervously wittered, glancing over her shoulder, fearful that the boxy yellow vehicle was again on their tail. The surrounding trees obscured the view. ‘We can lose them on these back roads. It’s a maze around here, we’ll lose them for sure.’
‘I know. Please shut up and let me concentrate on driving.’ Barely slowing, Billy spun their little car around another corner.
Evelyn nodded, clutching the rescued manuscripts to her chest. By tonight the ancient papers she carried would be with the museum. Marc would be finished. There was no way he could stop these secrets from coming out.
Evelyn looked back, her heart sinking.
The big yellow jeep steadily closed the distance between them.
Word Count: 150