The Trapped Companion
Within twenty minutes, the radio cracked to life with a breaking news bulletin: an elite government operative had gone rogue after stealing classified data exposing a massive political conspiracy. Photos of Liam flashed on the navigation screen.
Elena’s hands shook on the steering wheel. "You're him," she whispered, looking at him through the rearview mirror. "You're the fugitive."
Before she could pull over, the blinding lights of two unmarked black vehicles appeared in her mirror, gaining fast. Liam leaped into the front seat, his hand gently but firmly covering hers on the gear shift.
"Elena, listen to me," he said, his eyes locking onto hers with absolute sincerity. "I didn't betray anyone. I took that data because they were going to frame me—and destroy innocent lives. I need to get this to the coast. If you back out now, they’ll lock you up just for being with me. Trust me."
