“I saw a pickup truck with the logo of the Salisbury Public Works Department straddling the road, with a man in a reflective orange vest directing me off to a side road with a flashlight with an orange cone at the end of its lens. I made a turn to the right, down a country road with no streetlights and not much in the way of houses. I’d driven about a hundred yards when a car pulled out and got in front of me. Right about then, glancing at my rearview mirror, I spotted a set of headlights behind... me, accelerating. Then I braked, for the car in front of me started slowing down just as the one behind me kept on speeding up, and in about fifteen seconds—and about the time I recalled Joe Manzi’s buddies had been working their cell phones—I was boxed in. The car in front of me, an old Chevrolet Impala with a dented trunk, slowed down, as did the vehicle behind me, a dark blue Ford pickup truck, and then I had to hit the brakes hard as the Impala in front of me and the Ford behind me came to a stop.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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