Highwaymen Page #2

I have to help my friend.

Molly, your friend's dead.

And like I said before, no police.

Any sign of the girl?

Nada.

The guy in the Barracuda?

Well, his plates were stolen

three weeks ago in Indiana, and...

What?

He's missing a door.

Please.

What do you want with me?

You're not seriously considering

going back out there?

Not considering. We'll be there.

No, we won't!

I am not getting back in that car.

What happened to you?

He killed someone close to you,

didn't he?

Who did he run down?

Stop!

Am I going to die?

My wife.

He ran over my wife.

He always takes a souvenir.

He convinced them

it was an accident.

That she was standing in the road.

That he ran because

I went after him.

I did three years.

And he spent the next

They rebuilt him from

the ground up.

Then one day his bed was empty.

A month later, I got the first

of I don't know how many letters.

Press clippings of his accidents.

From all over the map.

Totally random.

Just like yours.

Most of them recent.

Most?

He'd been doing this for a while.

There've been nine women.

Three before Olivia.

Why didn't you tell the police?

I did.

But they're just hit-and-runs

to the police.

And usually a thousand miles

apart.

They don't have the imagination

to link them to one man.

Did you mean to hit him?

I didn't know much

about driving back then.

You know it's basic

obstacle avoidance.

You're not supposed to look at the

thing you're trying to avoid.

Or you'll drive right into it.

All I know is...

I was looking at him.

That door get over here yet?

Door?

Oh, yeah. You mean the '68, sure.

Check this out.

"For use in supervised

acceleration trials.

Not intended for highway use."

Barracuda. Super stock

Only about 50, 60 ever shipped.

The body's been acid-dipped,

but wait...

check this out.

There's no sound deadener.

Not what you call street legal,

but if you put her on a

drag strip...

she'll lay down some

serious rubber.

I'd love to get my hands

on the rest of her.

Yeah, so would I.

Something else.

Look at the tiny magnet on that

thing. It's designed for voice only.

Scanner, two-way radio, CB,

stuff like that.

That mean something to you?

Maybe. Someone I'm looking for

uses a CB.

Well, congratulations.

You've arrested his door.

Wally, can you hook me up with

a CB?

I got a nice 40-channel number,

single

sideband, voice lock,

dynamic squelch.

How's that grab you?

If that's a CB, I'll take it.

You've done this before.

A long time ago.

You're a doctor?

It's just what I was.

Here's a...

a shirt...

and...

some other things,

if you need them.

Thank you.

Could you turn around?

So what was he before all of this?

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