"No!" Mia cried as he dropped the phone and started running toward her. And without thinking, she bolted around her side of the car, yanking her door open and diving across the front seat, she quickly slapped at the lock on the passenger door before he would enter, but it was too late because he had already grabbed the door, and pulled it open and grabbed her wrist from the passenger side.
With a strength born out of pure terror, Mia managed to yank her arm free from his grip and threw herself sideways through her open door. She hit the ground on her hip and felt the sharp pain rush through her, but she ignored it and scrambled to her feet, and started running, her feet sliding on the slippery snow. She began screaming for someone to help, knowing there was no one around to hear her because of the deserted road she had driven to.
