The SUV closed in fast, swerving into his lane, lights flashing in short bursts. It darted ahead, then slowed suddenly, forcing him to brake. His tires screamed against the wet road. The rig shuddered.
Another set of lights joined from the side. It was a pickup this time. They boxed him in, the SUV in front, the truck behind. The rain turned everything into a blur of red taillights and reflected panic. His pulse thundered, but his resolve hardened.