Crime Time 5: The B Team (Paperback) (ISBN-13: 9798242911949)

The sun, a pale disc bleeding into the hazy sky, offered little warmth. Kelvin's gaze was drawn to every passing vehicle, his mind a sieve sifting through the mundane for signs of danger. A dark sedan, its make and model lost in the glare, idled at the intersection. Was it just someone waiting for the light? Or was it a shadow from their past, a hunter sent to reclaim what they had taken? The paranoia was a physical presence, a cold knot in his stomach that tightened with every passing mile. Liam, beside him, was no better. He'd started flinching at the slam of a car door, his eyes constantly darting to the rearview mirror, searching for the phantom menace that stalked their every move.

"See that van?" Liam whispered, his voice strained. "Been behind us for the last twenty miles. Same pace, same lane."

Kelvin's knuckles were white on the steering wheel. He'd noticed it too. A nondescript cargo van, its windows tinted a shade too dark. It could be anything. A contractor on his way to a job, a delivery driver. But in their current state, their minds warped by guilt and fear, every mundane occurrence was a potential threat. "Could be nothing, man," Kelvin said, trying to keep his voice even, but the tremor was there, betraying his own unease. "This road's got a lot of traffic."

"Traffic that doesn't look like it's trying to blend in," Liam countered, his gaze locked on the van's reflection. "That guy's just... watching us. I can feel it."

Kelvin risked a glance. The driver was obscured by the tinted glass, but he could feel the weight of an unseen gaze. It was the feeling that had haunted them since they'd left the city, the prickling sensation on the back of their necks, the certainty that they were being observed. It had started subtly, a fleeting glance from a stranger, a car that seemed to linger a moment too long in their periphery. Now, it had escalated into a constant, gnawing anxiety. Every gas station stop felt like a trap, every diner a potential ambush. They'd even started timing their movements, trying to avoid predictable patterns, but the fear itself was the pattern, an inescapable rhythm that dictated their lives.

"We can lose him," Kelvin said, his mind already racing through evasive maneuvers. "Take the next exit. Double back."

"And what then?" Liam's voice was laced with desperation. "We're in the middle of nowhere. If they're on to us, they know this route. They've probably got eyes on every road leading out of Harmony Creek. We can't outrun them forever."

Kelvin's jaw clenched. Liam was right. The psychological toll was beginning to show. Their once-sharp instincts were dulled by a constant hum of paranoia. They were seeing threats where there were none, interpreting coincidences as calculated movements. The phantom menace wasn't just out there; it was inside them, a parasitic fear that was eating away at their resolve.

They took the next exit, a gravelly turn-off that led to a desolate stretch of highway lined with skeletal trees. The van, true to Liam's word, followed. Kelvin pushed the sedan harder, the engine groaning in protest. He swerved onto a dirt road, dust billowing behind them, obscuring their trail. The van, momentarily lost in the haze, reappeared, its dark form a persistent stain on the horizon. Kelvin's heart hammered against his ribs, a frantic drumbeat against the silence of the rural landscape. He wrestled the steering wheel, the car lurching and bucking over the uneven terrain. He glanced at Liam, whose face was pale, his eyes wide with a mixture of terror and grim determination.

"They're not giving up," Liam breathed, his voice barely audible over the engine's roar.

Author: Dell Sweet
ISBN-13: 9798242911949
Publisher: Independently Published
Language: English
Published: 01/06/2026
Pages: 598
Format: Paperback
Weight: 1.57lbs
Size: 9.00h x 6.00w x 1.48d