Moving closer
Ben’s breath caught as the bald man began moving toward their hiding spot. His steps were slow but deliberate, his sharp eyes scanning the area. Cody clutched his father’s hand tightly, his small body trembling with fear. Ben’s mind raced for a plan, but before he could act, the unmistakable sound of tires screeching filled the air. Both he and Cody turned their heads, their fear momentarily replaced by confusion as a police car appeared.
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