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“Wow! You weren’t kidding. You really do have stacks of cash just sitting in your trunk,” he confirmed looking into the cabin. “Wait, what’s that?” he asked, looking confused.
“What’s what?”
He looked into the trunk at a loss for words.
“I don’t know how to describe it. Come take a look.”
Taking a deep breath to find my courage, I grabbed on to the end of the rope and climbed to the top of the car. Feeling as though I would fall at any moment, I death-gripped the only thing keeping me from my doom as I stared down into the trunk.
“What are you talking about?” I asked, not seeing much past the blinding fear.
Cali pointed.
“There. That’s the cash. But what’s that?”
I pulled myself together and followed his gaze. What I saw confused me. When I took the car and had packed it, the trunk was empty. Now there was something in it that looked like wiring and a computer’s motherboard wrapped around a brick of clay. What was it? How did it get there?
When the answer hit me, it was like fire roared through me.
“Oh, shit! Quick! Get the fuck out of here!”
Panicked, Cali asked, “What’s the matter?”
“It’s a fucking bomb!” Recognizing a bomb was the only other thing my father had taught me. “This is what a bomb looks like. Quick, go!” I said before pushing him, giving him no choice.
As he fell to the ground below, I shouted, “Run!” As he scrambled to his feet, I climbed into the trunk to get the cash.
“What are you doing?” he yelled up after me.
“Just run,” I told him, retrieving the money and then trying to figure out how to get out.
“If it’s a bomb, I’m not leaving without you.”
“I’m right behind you. Seriously you need to get out of here.”
“Not without you!” he demanded.
It wasn’t like I needed more convincing, but knowing that I was putting him at risk the longer I stuck around, I tossed the bundle and fought my way out of what was a respectfully deep trunk. I tell you, German engineering, I thought gripping the outer rim as I climbed.
Scratching and fighting, I pulled my way to the top and threw myself past the car. Expecting to hit the ground, I fell into Cali’s arms. Once again, he had protected me. I would think about that later. Right now, we seriously needed to go.
With him following me down the hill the car sat on, neither of us spoke. We just scrambled down. 50 feet from the flat ground, I considered whether I had gotten it wrong. Had what I seen been a bomb? It certainly looked like one. But that didn’t make sense. Why would there be an activated bomb in my trunk?
Stepping onto the soil scattered on the mountainous rock, I slowed to a stop.
“What?” Cali said still in a panic.
“Why hasn’t it exploded?”
“Shouldn’t we consider that when we are at a safe distance?”
Thinking about it again, I stared up from where we had come from. Nothing was happening. There was no explosion and no rocks falling down. By getting us to run, the only thing I had done was put us further from the rope we needed to climb our way out. Oh no, I had really screwed up.
Realizing it, I slowly turned to Cali. How was I going to make this up to him? It was gonna take us another hour to climb back up to the rope we needed to climb back up to the truck. With the pain of remorse filling me, I looked into Cali’s worried eyes and said,
“I think I fucked up.” And then the bomb exploded.
The sound was deafening. The echo from the cliff face repeated it and bore the noise to the base of our brains. Dropping to the ground involuntarily, we next had to dodge the falling rocks and debris.
