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“Evans turned the ignition of his Prius and it hummed to life. He was pleased to have the hybrid; the waiting list in Los Angeles to get one was now more than six months. He’d had to take the light gray one, which wasn’t his preferred color, but he loved the car. And he took a quite satisfaction in noticing how many of them were on the streets these days.
He drove down the alley to Olympic. Across the street he saw a blue Prius, just like the one he had seen below Margo’s apartment. It was electric blue, a garish color, He thought he liked his gray better. He turned right, then left again, heading north through Beverly Hills. He new there would be rush hour traffic starting at this time of day and he should get up to Sunset, where traffic moved a little better.
When he got to the traffic light at Wiltshire, he saw another blue Prius behind him. The same ugly color (I like the colour). Two guys in the car, not young. When he made his way to the light at Sunset, the same car was still behind him. Two cars back.
He turned left, toward Holmby Hills.
The Prius turned left, too. Following him.”
To read the rest see the novel “State of Fear” by Michael Crichton
He drove down the alley to Olympic. Across the street he saw a blue Prius, just like the one he had seen below Margo’s apartment. It was electric blue, a garish color, He thought he liked his gray better. He turned right, then left again, heading north through Beverly Hills. He new there would be rush hour traffic starting at this time of day and he should get up to Sunset, where traffic moved a little better.
When he got to the traffic light at Wiltshire, he saw another blue Prius behind him. The same ugly color (I like the colour). Two guys in the car, not young. When he made his way to the light at Sunset, the same car was still behind him. Two cars back.
He turned left, toward Holmby Hills.
The Prius turned left, too. Following him.”
To read the rest see the novel “State of Fear” by Michael Crichton