Fifteen minutes, in and out. After she killed the two agents, she’d find a way to sneak Garrett out of the hotel and disappear, all before dark.
Oh, and kill the lawyer. He was always going to die for treating her like dog shit. What to do with his wife and kid... she didn’t know. She’d hid the key to the cage in the house, so she could call Lily Graves and tell her where it was, or she could just let the woman figure it out herself.Ifshe could figure it out in time. One thing Garrett had taught Audrey over the seven years they had been together was to always have a backup plan. Audrey took that lesson to heart.
They should have killed Franklin Graves as soon as Garrett was free. She’d been thinking they might need the lawyer for something else, but truthfully, he was now a liability.
She pulled the van out of the garage. It wasn’t registered to Hope Davidson, because Audrey wasn’t an idiot. No one knew she had the van, except Garrett. Once she completed all her tasks, she would get rid of this van for another vehicle, and she knew exactly where to get one.
As she pulled onto I-95 heading north, she saw the sign that said Jacksonville, 57 miles.
Maybe she should grab Garrett on her way to Georgia.
She liked that idea.
Shereallyliked that idea. She’d much rather have Garrett with her now, because she didn’t want to return to Florida. Go to thefactory, take care of business, then disappear. She had a couple places they could stay, watch the news, make plans.
She was thirty minutes away when she called the hotel on her prepaid phone and asked to be connected to room 513.
Garrett answered on the second ring. Hearing his voice filled her heart.
“Hello?”
“Hey, baby,” she cooed.
“You shouldn’t be calling me here.” Did he sound angry?
“Are you mad?” she asked.
“No. But it’s too risky.”
“The lawyer said they didn’t get a warrant to wiretap you, so we’re good.”
“Where are you?” He sighed, and her brain registered annoyance. He was annoyed? Withher?She had to be wrong.
“Just left my house heading to you know where. But I’ll be going through Jacksonville in thirty minutes. Let me pick you up, we’ll take care of the problem together, then just disappear.”
“The cops are still out front.”
“You can sneak out. Please, honey, I’m worried.”
“I’m fine here. Take care of the problem and come back tonight, okay? When it’s dark, I have a way we can slip out of the hotel unnoticed.”
“I need to get rid of the van.”
“How are you going to get back?”
She frowned. “I’ll figure it out.”
“It’s a two-hour drive from Jacksonville. You can’t Uber it, an Uber driver will remember you!”
“I said I’ll figure it out!” She was on the verge of tears. He sounded angry with her, and she hated when he got mad at her. It was always because he thought she did something dumb, and she wasnotdumb.
“I’m sorry,” he said, his voice calm and conciliatory. “I didn’tmean to sound mad. I’m worried. I can’t have anything happen to you, baby. I love you.”
“I love you, too,” she said. “I’ll drive to the boat, then take the boat out and down the coast. I’ll be back in Jacksonville by sunset. No one can trace it to us, and I’ll leave it at an empty pier on the St. Johns River. Then I’ll take an Uber to the hotel.”
“Someone will call it in.”
“So? We’re going to be leaving, right?”
