Jameson Miles The Stopover Novels & Stories

“Paris’s stomach is hurting. It’s probably a complication from the miscarriage. I need to be there for her.” I closed my eyes and nodded. “Go ahead.” James let out a quiet sigh of relief. He pulled into the nearest freeway rest stop and dropped me off without a second thought before speeding away. Half an hour later, my rideshare finally arrived. The driver looked at me, standing alone with nothing but a bag, and asked, “Miss, what are you doing here all by yourself at a freeway rest stop?” I stared out the window at the endless traffic and said softly, “Someone left me here.”

At the same time, he was worried that he might miss Catelyn coming out if he ran off too far. He looked around and scanned through the greenery across the street. There was a whole forest of trees there, and he could relieve himself there… Miles cleared his throat, and like a swift little monkey, he darted through the crowd, all the while turning back to look at the door every once in a while. Finally, as he was about to walk into the bushes… Screech! The sound of a car stopping to a halt rang in his ear abruptly, and a Bugatti Veyron stopped right next to him.

Aaron is taking James somewhere, and this time he is driving himself, and his team is following him in another car. "Where are you taking me, Aaron?" "I’m taking you to the place where we captured a lot of memories." Aaron sounded so serious. James doesn’t ask anything further; he already has bad feelings, and he knows that he cannot escape from Aaron for much longer. Aaron stopped the car as he reached his destination. James gets out of the car, and he becomes surprised as soon as he sees the huge mansion in front of them.

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"Just imagine we're going to see a great Queen, and that is our escort. Provided by her, of course" I rolled my eyes with a smirk. “Funny". "You might as well". Jameson said, chuckling. "They're going to be here awhile. it's a pretty long journey ahead of us". “And where are we going, exactly?" I asked, watching charlotte yawn. she yawned like a baby chipmunk, I'd always told her. “Another town". Jameson replied. I rolled my eyes. “Go figure, sugar". **

I remembered the look I saw in his eyes, it had a lot of emotions swirling in him but I didn't see recognition. 'It must be though for you.' 'Sure is.' 'You can call me for anything okay.' I nodded at his offer still looking outside. 'Would you like to stop anywhere before going home?' he asked. Stop where oh, 'I need some groceries I will like to stop at the mall too.' 'Okay, after we have had lunch.' 'Is it that late already?' 'Yeah, it's two o'clock.' 'Time flies.' 'Indeed it does.' James took to me to a diner, it didn't scream wealth or class rather it felt like home.

James answered skipping the question the driver asked him. "Alright I guess you don't wanna talk about your family to a stranger".The driver replied. They drove for a while before getting to the warehouse James described for the driver.James alighted from the cab and he could remember vividly that he has visited the place sometimes ago but he doesn't remember when.The cab driver wondered why James stopped in a dark and deserted place. "Why are you stopping here?.There's no traces of any human here,isn't it dangerous here?".The driver asked.

“Actually, I think Marc could be right. Miles will want to get on his way. He will want to make sure he can follow us and not be far behind. Staying and fighting for too long will only hold him up. So, are we going a different route?” I raised my brows in surprise at my sister’s initiative, as Marc nodded. “Already on it, beautiful. I will be taking the longer routes back rather than the direct route. Regularly changing it up, to allow some confusion if he was to be on our tail. Also, we are stopping in the next town to hire a car, and I will get one of the guards to come with me to collect mine when things have settled down. Because Miles will be looking for this truck, not a different one.

Just climbed into the car and shut the door before he could say anything else. As the car pulled away from the casino, the buzz of nightlife faded into the background hum of tires and neon lights. I stared at the rearview mirror, watching Misha shrink into nothing but a polished shadow swallowed by gold-tinted glow. We drove in silence for maybe ten seconds before James broke it, because of course he did. “Lucky you! It must be crazy inside there.” But I had another thing on my mind. “Where were you?” James glanced sideways at me, his eyes bright like he found the question funny. “Me? Oh, I was lurking near the service entrance like some kind of rejected valet. Prime spot. Saw a raccoon and