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“You could lie to me though,” he said. “Tell me a bunch of bullshit, play up to me like…”
“They told me you guys were working with narcoterrorists!” she said, almost desperately. “The shit that I saw in Mexico…”
“What are you talking about?” he said. “Narcoterrorists? Mexico?”
“There’s so much,” she said, holding her face in her hands, trying to sort out the words, her thoughts, her emotions, and feeling like she was getting nowhere. “There’s so much, Pony, so much that I have to tell you, you deserve to know it all, and I don’t even know where to start.”
“Where to start,” Pony said. “Well, I know where this ends. That asshole Harris trying to have you killed by cartel hitmen before disappearing into the night like a vampire.”
“He ran off? Harris? You saw it?”
Pony nodded. “Took off once the shooting started.”
“Probably already home by now, telling the Bureau that I was the one who tried to kill him,” Piper said with an angry snort of disgust. “Or figuring out some other way to… oh, God. Oh, my God!”
“What?”
“Carly,” Piper said, now fully in a panic. “Carly!”
“Don’t change the subject, Piper,” Pony said. “You have a lot of talking to do.”
“I know, I know, Pony,” Piper said, now pleading, her own problems forgotten. “Please. Please just hear me on this. You have every right to feel… I’m not even going to pretend to know everything you feel. But he knows where I live, Pony, and he knows my sister is there.”
Pony seemed to think that over for a second. “Harris does.”
“He went to my fucking house just yesterday. He was trying to let me know he could get to me, get to my family.”
“An implied threat.”
“I didn’t realize it, then. He hadn’t shown his cards yet, that he was dirty. I mean, I never thought he’d try to have me killed, but… please. I will tell you whatever you want to hear, do whatever you want, but please let me get my sister out of danger.”
Pony kept his lips together, not looking at her.
“She’s innocent in this, Pony, she just wants to eat snacks and watch TV in her sweatpants and…”
“Call her,” he said.
Piper looked at him carefully. “Yeah?”
“Yeah. I’m not about to let an innocent girl get killed over some shit that doesn’t even involve her.”
“Okay. Okay, let me call her quick. Thank you, Pony.”
She dug out her phone and tapped on it with fingers still trembling from the adrenaline of the recent gunfight and car chase. As she did, all she could think about was the time. How long had it been since Harris had run from the park and the shooting there? How long before he decided to go after Carly? How long until he or his henchmen could get to her?
Finally, she heard the line pick up and she said, “Carly?”
Thankfully, Carly’s voice sounded calm, status quo.
“Hey, could you pick up some…” her sister began to say.
“Carly, stop talking and listen. I want you to grab your purse and your keys, and get out of the house. Right now. Don’t stop and pack a bag or anything. Just get out.”
“What are you talking about?” Carly said. “Wait, is this weird FBI undercover stuff?”
“Don’t argue and don’t talk. You have to trust me. People could be coming to kill you right now. Don’t hang up the phone, just grab your purse and go out to your car right now.”
“But…”
