Spliced

Chapter One

It happened in a flash.

The suspect slammed on his brakes. I saw a blink of red and then rapid deceleration. Without thinking, I braked and turned, missing his vehicle by a hair.

There was a turn, steep from the looks of it, coming up just ahead. No doubt the suspect intended to hit me right at the start, hoping I would lose control and hit the guardrail. "He'll wreck the cruiser and lose me in the turn." At least that's what I think he had in mind. You never know with naturals.

Once he saw that he missed me, he turned and braked, hoping to drift the turn and gain some distance once it was cleared.

Too slow.