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“How much time?”
“I can get to the Canadian border in six hours,” he said.
“Emory, how can you get across the border?”
“I have a passport.”
“Yes, but they’re already looking for you.”
It took me by surprise when he jumped next to me and grabbed a handful of my hair. Pain zipped through my scalp, and he wasn’t gentle, pulling me to the car. I should have been able to fight him off, but he was too fast and too strong. He pushed the driver’s seat forward and shoved me in the back, dragging my body against the metal of the door frame, hitting my mouth on the headrest with enough force that I could feel warmth flowing and taste blood.
I landed on my side, and he was on top of me, wrestling to get my hands behind my back. I tried fighting him, but it was impossible once I saw who shared the seat with me. Yasmine. Jessie. She looked right at me, and we stared into each other’s eyes for what seemed like minutes, though it must have been only seconds.
Emory jammed my legs into the space behind the driver’s seat and pushed the seat back into place before jumping in. The door slammed, and he watched in the rearview mirror as I struggled to sit up. I had just inched my way into a sitting position when Emory screamed, “Fuck.”
I turned my head and saw a police cruiser behind us. A cop had just stepped out, his feet visible on the pavement below the door, when Emory started the car and sped off.
“There’s no exit,” I cried. “Turn around and go past him.”
He didn’t reply but reached to the side, rummaging through the glove box. I heard a gun cocking.
Petrified, I turned to baby Yasmine. She made eye contact with me and yawned. I leaned over and kissed the top of her head, the furry knitted had she had on tickling my nose. The car swept around in an arc, tires squealing, throwing me against the baby’s seat.
He gunned the engine, heading for the cop standing in the middle of the narrow space between his patrol car and my apartment building, but Emory was running for his life and didn’t stop. The cop jumped out of the way at the last second, and I turned around to see if he was going to shoot at us. After that, I didn’t hear anything else because a line of police cars had pulled up to block the alleyway, and Emory plowed into one of them.
