On the Run p. 50

He knew she was up to something.  She couldn’t lie to save her life.  That was another thing he liked about her.  She was always honest, even when it wasn’t easy.

Before they had left, he had given Boss a heads up.  Boss was going to ask Brad to stick a tracker in the bottom of her purse, and that’s when Boss realized the gun was in her purse.  They just thought she was scared, but the longer it took her to return to the bike, the more suspicious he became.

He walked around to the corner, and no Ann.  A lead weight settled in his stomach.  She should be back by now.  He hollered into the restroom for her, and no answer.  He walked in, and two kids stared at him wide-eyed.  “Have you seen a lady, about this tall,” he held his hand up to guesstimate her height, “Blonde hair, thin, wearing sweats?”

They looked at each other and then back to him.  The taller kid nodded her head and held out the wallet.  Ann’s wallet.  “What the hell is going on?”

The taller girl looked at the shorter one and then turned back him.  He was losing his patience, and precious time.

She creaked out, “She traded us her wallet for our keys.  Said she had an emergency and that she would be right back…”

Fuck.  She really was gone.   He didn’t have time for this.  “You’re gonna want to call for another ride.  She’s not going to be back any time soon,” he said, dreading washing over his body.

The girls grabbed hands and looked at each other.  He was scaring them.  “Hey, I’m sorry.  I’ll get your car back as soon as I can, but I don’t want you waiting here all day.  It’ll take a bit of time.  Can you get another ride, and I’ll have the car back here in the morning?”

They nodded.  “Good.  Thanks for your help.  What kind of car did you give her the keys to?”
“A Durango” the taller girl squeaked out.

Shit.  He saw that drive out before he even worried that she wouldn’t be back.  She had a decent lead on him, and he needed to get going.  He jogged out of there and back to Boss.

“Well, it looks like we won’t be studying monitors all day today.  Time to have some fun,”Boss said, attempting humor.

This was going to be anything but fun.

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