Chapter Eight

Justine gave me a stern look when I told him that we had to go. He was hesitant at first, but I didn’t even bother explaining it to him because he should know what I meant by now. Justine nodded at me when he realized why I was in a hurry, so he grabbed all the things he got from the counter. The two of us immediately made our way to where our car was parked.

“Where’s Peter?” Justine asked when we got to our hummer.

I shrugged. “I don’t know. He’s probably still out there,” I paused to gasp some air. “Justine, we need to go,” I continued.

He nodded and opened the trunk of the car. He put there all the things we got, while I looked for our surroundings to check if there’s any rotten. When we’re already done putting everything inside, Justine slowly closed the trunk and glanced to where the junkyard was.

“I need to go to Peter. Stay here inside the car and don’t come outside,” Ju