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“Do you have a passport, anything like that?” I ask, but it’s as meaningless as my original statement.
I’ve got ten passports, all of ‘em fake. And none of them with me.
In my hurry to get clear of my family finally, I grabbed the only things that mattered to me most.
Jasmine and…. Well. I just grabbed her.
I figured we’d make up the rest on the fly, which is proving a little trickier than I thought.
Suddenly, I’m lit up from behind, a familiar peaked hat staring me down over the wheel of his patrol car.
The siren bleeping a digital bark makes Jasmine jump as I growl for her to keep her eyes front, not to turn around.
Jasmine tenses up, and even though it’s the last thing I’d use, I feel for the gun I lifted last night.
Hoping I don’t have to use it.
I slow down and indicate as I pull off the road onto the soft shoulder.
And to my surprise, the patrol car speeds up, sirens blazing anew as they speed off to something else.
“Just getting us out of his way, I guess,” Jasmine gulps. Both of us watch the flashing lights zoom into the distance.
But I’m not so sure.
The cop could have driven past us any time he liked.
It’s an out-of-place, odd kind of thing to happen. And I don’t like it.
Makes me feel…vulnerable.
Aside from the fact the bastard crept up on me, it could’ve been anyone, and I wouldn’t have even noticed.
You’re slipping, Rocky…You’re in too deep with this girl.
Shut up!
The sound of my Papa in my brain only adds to the tension building inside me.
I’m almost counting the seconds now for him to find out he snatched the wrong girl.
Sent me away with the wrong one, too.
And when he finds out how I feel about this girl and about my plans to excommunicate myself from his precious family?
Not a thought I enjoy having, I admit. But I’m not afraid.
Only worried. For Jasmine’s sake.
“We gotta ditch this car,” I mutter, breathing through my nose as I actually feel the strain of trying to think what to do.
Running from an unseen enemy I’m related to who doesn’t even know I’m running yet is all new to me.
But I can’t let my guard down. If we get sloppy now, we’re as good as dead long before we even try to disappear.
The sound of another vehicle breaks my concentration.
An old pickup that’s been converted to an RV.
