The car gunning for George was also pointed right at the window. In the dusky twilight the glare from its headlights made it difficult for Nancy to see. For a moment George was silhouetted alone in the light. Then, as the car zoomed closer, a second silhouette flew into the picture and shoved George out of the way—Jon! Nancy’s heart skipped a beat. “Come on, let’s go!” she said to Ned and Bess. As they scrambled from their seats, the car swerved to the right, missing Jon by inches. The next second it shot past the restaurant window and sped out of view. Nancy heard its tires shriek as it turned into the road. Outside, Nancy sprinted to the end of the entrance drive, hoping to get a better look at the car. But all she spotted were the red taillights as they disappeared around a distant corner. The license plate was also a blur. Disappointed, she walked back to check on Jon and George. Both of them would be bruised, but otherwise they were okay. A small crowd was gathering around them.
