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I chose the ones that were less holey than the rest, as I expected it to get a little colder out within the next few hours.
Just as I’d slipped the cut over my shoulders and swiped on some deodorant, pounding came from my front door.
“Kettle!” My neighbor screeched, pounding hard on the door.
I wasn’t aware I was running until I got to the door just after Trance had yanked it open.
She poured inside and rushed towards me, completely bypassing a stupefied Trance.
“Oh, my God. I need your help. Can you help me?” She pleaded, grabbing me by the t-shirt and drawing me closer to her.
“She’s blind and I don’t know where she is. Oh Jesus. Please,” she cried.
I grabbed the flailing Adeline’s arms and held them firmly, looking into her eyes with a calm expression. “Adeline,” I said gently but firmly. “You need to calm down and give me the whole story.”
Trance met my eyes over the top of her head, both brows raised in question.
“Oh, God. Oh, God. Okay,” she said nodding her head. “My sister called me to tell me our brother came to borrow some money from her, since he didn’t find any at my place. When she said she didn’t have any on her, my brother took her to an ATM, and then dropped her off somewhere. She can’t hear any noises, and she doesn’t have any way to move. She can’t see. She’s blind.”
Adeline was frantic again by the time she was done.
I was worried myself. What kind of low life brother would drop his blind sister off knowing she couldn’t fucking see to get herself home?
Trance was on the ball, pulling his phone out and calling the station to put a BOLO (Be on the lookout) out on her.
“Hey, what’s the cell number?” Trance called out.
I looked down at a clearly distraught Adeline. “What’s her number, Adeline?”
“Uhh,” she said, turned around, and rattled off the number
Trance relayed the number, and hung up the phone.
“Okay, once she uses the phone again she’ll be traced. Can you call her?” Trance asked calmly.
She seemed to understand that she needed to get her shit together, because she took a deep breath, and blew it out before explaining. “Her phone died. We were in the middle of speaking and she’d told me that it wouldn’t be long until it would die. I came over here as soon as it did. She said he took her to her bank, and then dropped her off a couple of blocks past it, as far as she could tell.”
Taking her hand, I led her to the door and down the stairs before she finished speaking.
I did glance down to make sure she was properly dressed, at least. If she hadn’t been, I would’ve had to send her to her place to get some something more suitable on. I wouldn’t be able to help the sister if I was worrying about the one that was on the back of my bike. The road didn’t really agree with bare skin, for some reason; I was always leery about what I wore when I was riding.
Trance followed me, closing and locking my door behind me as he went.
I fit my helmet over her head, and then strapped it on tight. “Feel okay?” I asked. At her nod, I patted the side of the helmet lightly and then straddled the bike.
“What’s she look like?” I asked her before she sat.
“Black hair like mine. About my height as well. She looks exactly like me, in fact.” She explained.
“Which bank?” Trance asked from his bike that was parked next my own.
I held up my hand for her to climb on, and she took it without a second glance.
“The one off Fourth. Benton Bank and Trust.” She said, moving as close as she could without actually touching me.
I only had a small pad on the back fender that allowed for just part of an ass, not a total one, so for her to be that far away, she had to be nearly hanging off the pad.
“Scoot up,” I instructed.
