Page 98 of Anarchy Missing

“I actually have done that, Case. Because you know, I am an educated person capable of thinking critically. But the problem is… when I try to make these pieces fit together in a new way, what I’m left with is…” She blows out a long breath of air that makes hair go flying away for her face.

“You’re left with what?” I ask. The car behind me honks and I realize the light has turned green. So I drive forward, astonished that there’s an open spot in front of City Hall.

“I’m afraid, OK?”

“Afraid of what?” I ask, my eye still on that open spot. The car in front of me moves forward and I slip into it, satisfied.

“That it’s gonna lead me to you, Case. OK? I’m afraid it’s gonna lead me straight to you.”

“Why the hell would you say that?” I ask, putting the truck in park and turning in my seat to face her. “Where do you even get these ideas?”

“What’s happening with you and your friends, it’s…” Lulu’s eyes go wide and she starts shaking her head no.

There’s a knock on the door behind me, so I turn and come face to face with Randy Shits and four CCPD officers pointing four weapons at me. “What the fuck?”

“Mr. Reider?” one of the officers says through the window. “Exit the vehicle and put your hands on your head.”

“What the fuck is this, Lulu?”

“Case, let me explain. OK?”

“Mr. Reider?” the officer says again. “If you do not immediately exit the vehicle, we will assume you are resisting arrest and proceed accordingly. Exit now, please.”

I unbuckle my seat belt and open the door. Two officers immediately grab me by the arms, push me against the truck, and start reading me my rights.

“What the hell are you doing, Randy?” Lulu yells. “Let him go! Why are you—”

“Good job bringing him in, Lulu,” Randy says, looking me straight in the eyes. “We’ll take it from here.”