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I smashed the window, glass flew everywhere, and Tatum jumped.
“That was louder than I thought it was going to be.”
I couldn’t help but smile. We were in the middle of possibly dying, and Tatum was making me smile.
I jumped out the window, my feet hitting the soft grass mere seconds before Tatum catapulted herself out the window, knocking me down.
“Jesus,” I grumbled.
I was worried about Brandt hurting me when it was Tatum I should have been worried about.
“Oh my god,” she gasped. “I’m sorry. I’ve never jumped through a window before. It’s kind of like going down a slide. Count to five Mississippis before you go.”
Tatum struggle to her feet, and I managed to stand. “You’re a nut, Tatum.” I brushed my hands on my pants and looked around.
There was no movement.
Odd.
“Why is no one shooting at us?” Tatum whispered.
I looked around. “I don’t know, but I’m not going to look a gift horse in the mouth.”
She wrinkled her brow. “I’ve always wondered what that even means. Who has a gift horse?”
I shook my head and grabbed her hand. “Another thing we can talk about later when we’re not running for our lives, baby girl.” I tugged her hand. “Run.”
We took off for the woods, my eyes scanning the area, ready for Brandt to strike.
“I thought there would be more bullets whizzing by us,” Tatum called.
I did, too.
This wasn’t right.
We made it to the woods, ducked behind a large tree trunk, and I looked back at where we had just escaped from.
“Is this normal?” Tatum asked, whispering. “Where are the goons? The bullets? A mad man screaming at us that we’ll never get away?” she goofed.
I didn’t know, but we weren’t going to wait around for them. “They might not have heard or they’re gathering their attack. Either way, let’s go. I don’t know where we are, but we gotta find a phone.”
“Let’s head down the driveway. You know it has to lead to the main road.”
It more than likely did, but it also had a good chance of cameras or goons. “We go this way.” The house was surrounded by woods, which meant it might take us longer to get to the main road, but it gave us a better chance of actually getting there. “Trust me, Tatum.”
She looked up at me. “Fine.”
She put her hand in mine, and we headed in the opposite direction of the house. I was on alert, looking everywhere at once, and keeping my ears open.
“Do you think I can ditch the board?” Tatum asked after a few minutes of walking. She waved the board in the air. “I’m kind of disappointed I didn’t get to get a few good swings in.”
“You’re one of a kind, Tatum. Most would be happy they didn’t need to fight for their lives.”
Tatum shrugged and stepped over a downed tree. “I guess I’m not like other girls.”
Chapter Three
Tatum
