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“Sorry. I can’t just take your word for it. Once you can prove who you are, then we’ll let you in. Until then, you’re gonna need to come with me to the detention camp while we sort this out.”
“Detention camp?” Doris swallowed. “Is that like prison?”
“I knew it. I fucking knew it. We’re going to Mexican jail.” Alice sighed.
He slid his gun back into the holster. “You’re not going to jail, but yes, you will be detained.”
“For how long?” Doris whimpered.
“For however long it takes to sort this out. Now, follow me.” He turned and started walking.
“I can’t believe this is happening.” I sighed as I started moving behind him. “We never should have tried this.”
“Officer?” Alice asked, her voice lifting into the sultry tones we knew so well. “Isn’t there ...somethingwe could do to work this out?”
“You’ll work it out through the system.”
“Perhaps, a little extra spending money? Say ... a thousand dollars?”
He stopped and turned, leveling her with a stern stare.
“Five? Five thousand dollars?”
“Are you trying to bribe a government agent, mam?”
She pressed a hand to her chest. “Me? No. No. Of course not. I just thought that perhaps you’d like a little walkaround money ... and then the four of us just, you know ... walk away.”
“That’s a bribe, ma’am.”
“Is it?” She batted her lashes. “Or is it just a ... a mutually beneficial little gift?”
His jaw ticked and tightened. “Keep moving.”
“Damn it,” she whispered under her breath.
Marge slid up beside me and talked through the side of her mouth, “You’re gonna need to run for it.”
“What?” I whispered back. “What the hell are you talking about?”
“Just run for it. You’ve got to get to your wedding. I’ll sacrifice myself and slow him down. I can handle prison time. Just head into the darkness and hide. Once they stop searching for you, call Tom, and he’ll get you home safe. He’s a military man. Special forces. He’ll know the best way to extract you.”
Closing my eyes for a beat while I tried to process her nonsensical suggestion, I finally answered, “Marge, we’re busted. It’s over. I’m gonna miss my wedding. It’s fine. We’ll reschedule. I’m not going to run.”
“I made you a promise I was getting you to your wedding on time. I never break my promises. You’re getting out of here. You got your cell phone on you?”
“Yes, but—”
“No buts. You’re gonna run, soldier. That’s an order.”
“Marge, I’m not—”
“When I say run, just start running.”
Suddenly Marge shot forward and jumped on the back of the officer.
“Hey!” he shouted, spinning around to grab her, but she just swung with him, clinging to him like the monkey had clung to Doris’s head.
“Run, Sylvie! Run!” she screamed.
