getting to the bottom or the top of things

Angie thought she caught a glimpse of Shayla as the two cars passed and the look on her sister’s face was troubling. Shayla’s mouth was open , her eyes wide, as if she’d just seen or heard something she didn’t want to believe.
Bradley turned his car around so fast that Angie lunged forward. He put his arm across her chest. “Hold, on there sister, we’re doing this outlaw style.” The tires spun on the gravel rode and they sped after the Green Explorer which raced out of sight around a turn.
“What the hell is going on?” Angie said, noting that Bradley was able to drive with his left hand, his right staying on her thigh. She pushed it off.
“Well, it’s like this,” he said not seeming to notice her now one way or another, just staring at the road. “There are some people who are less interested in energy conservation. There’s some people who would like nothing better than to fill this country full of holes looking for oil. And there’s some of us who feel otherwise.”
“What does any of that have to do with Shayla?”The gorgeous countryside was sweeping by. Bradley maneuvered the car expertly but the car up ahead would appear and disappear.
“Bruno owns a lot of land and he wanted to sell it to the government. We didn’t want him to.”
“Who’s we?”
“A consortium of environmentalist, geologist, do-gooders, people connected by a cause and the internet.”
“And my sister?”
“And your sister.”
“So what went wrong?”
“Well, Bruno, can be pretty persuasive, he’s got a lot of money and toys and Shayla, let’s just say, Shayla got confused about who was on the right side.”
Angie could only nod, it sounded like the Shayla she knew.
The green car suddenly passed them going the other way, up the mountain. Bradley again spun around to follow but then abruptly stepped on the brakes. Looking at Shayla he said, “This isn’t over yet, and I don’t know where it’s going. Bruno’s got some shady partners. I’ve no doubt your sister is in over her head and wants out, but I don’t know how deep in she is. And I don’t know what I can do about it. I’m not some super hero, I’m just a guy that owns a hotel. So, if you want to get out, do it now, otherwise, we’re heading to the peak.”
Angie looked down. She was ill-prepared, wearing polar bear covered pajama pants, her Uggs slippers, and a gold colored Baby Phat parka of Shayla’s that barely covered her mid-section. She looked at Bradley with tears in her eyes, “Let‘s go,” she said, “I’ve got to get my sister back.”