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shoved Rob behind him, towards the car. “Rob! You know what to do!”
    One of them made a lunge for Rob and Galen dove towards him. He grabbed the guy, hit him hard and felt the guy’s nose squish. “One down!” Galen said, letting Rob know he was okay . He heard the car door slam closed, a second later the engine roared to life. The two remaining men were trying to get to the vehicle, to get to Rob, but Galen had no intention of letting that happen. Galen moved towards the door. One of the men blocked his way, a knife in his hand. The other came up on Galen’s left side. Galen saw something flash and felt the blade plunge into his chest. He was slammed against the side of the car.
    He heard a sound—the car window rolling down. “Galen, move!” He slid towards the back of the car to avoid a blow and the jeep’s door exploded outwards, propelled by a thrust from his brother’s legs. Galen dove into the driver’s seat, threw the car into gear and floored it .
    “Rob, sit down,” he said to his brother who was leaning over the backseat. Rob slid back down into his seat with a towel in his hands. He folded it carefully and handed it to Galen. “Thanks,” Galen said, pressing the towel to his side. He could feel the warm flow of blood across his stomach, already soaking the top of his jeans.
    “Galen?” Rob was looking at him, his eyes wide, frightened.
    “I’m okay, Rob. Good thinking with the door. You did good.” He smiled over at Rob. “Real good.”
    “Thanks, Galen. Are you hurt bad?” He sounded panicked.
    “I’m okay.”
    “It’s a lot of blood, Galen. The towel’s already soaked.”
    “It’ll be okay, Rob. We just need to get out of here first.” He tried to focus on driving. He was getting a little light-headed and starting to get cold, starting to go into shock . Rob must have realized something of the same thing. He reached over and turned on the car heater. Galen looked over at Rob. “You okay?”
    “Yeah, I’m okay. Galen!” he yelled, looking out the window.
    Galen turned and saw the truck blocking the road. Slamming on the brakes, he put the car in reverse and turned around. Another truck, without lights, had come up behind them. Another car and another. They were trapped.
    “Shit!” Galen looked over at his brother. “Rob, listen to me. As soon as you get a chance, you run. Find a phone and call Dad and Uncle Bobby. I need you to do as I say,” he said as calmly as possible.
    “Galen?” Rob was scared, Galen could hear it in his voice. “You’re coming too, aren’t you?”
     “I am, but I need to know you’re going to try and get away, too. We’re a team, but I need you to try and run. I’ll be right behind you, okay? But you keep running, no matter what.”
    “What do you mean?” Rob said, his eyes filling with tears.
    “Just get yourself safe.” Galen said, watching a group approach the car. He leaned over and grabbed his nine millimeter handgun out of the glove box . “Rob?” He looked over at his brother.
    “Yeah, but Galen…”
    “Rob, you heard the waitress. They’re after someone your age. That’s why you need to run.”
    “But…”
    “Don’t worry, just run, no matter what you hear, no matter what.”
    “Galen.” The tears were running down his brother’s face.
    “Rob, gods damn it, just do what I say!” He saw hurt flare in his brother’s eyes. “Sorry, Rob. I’m sorry.” He gave his brother’s arm a gentle squeeze. “Trust me?” Galen asked. Rob nodded. “Ready? Now, run!” Galen threw the door open and swung the gun up, firing off three rounds in rapid succession.
    He sensed, rather than saw, his brother’s flight. A dark shape moved to block Rob’s dash, Galen turned. “Rob, down!” He knew Rob would react to that command without thinking, they had been working on that one since he was five. Galen fired at the dark shape. He saw one go down, then another, and then the hammer came down on an empty chamber. One of the men