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From the side mirror, I saw several police cars following us while Atlas struggled to keep his eyes on the road and me. “The brakes, Atlas…” My breath caught in my throat as my brain stopped working. “It’s not… it’s not working!” Atlas’ face paled almost immediately and for a brief moment, I overtook him. My eyes widened as I noticed the roads were not familiar. How…. How had I gotten there? Where was this cemetery even located? The roads weren’t even tarred. My heart sank as I realized Lovie brought me into the middle of nowhere and I froze as I noticed we were approaching a cliff.

Shit, I don’t know what to do. I’m on a dirt road now, lit only by scarce street lights and my car’s headlights. Nothing but bumps and uneven ground to drive on. “Where am I? Come on, Jean, think!” There’s nothing but darkness all around me. I focus on the road. The car behind me seems to just be following for now. “These fuckers are really enjoying the chase.” They’re so sure they will catch me, it doesn’t matter how much farther I drive, they’ll be right at my tail ready to catch me and bring me in.

We've been together ever since I got here , we practically did all our stuff together as children and he kind of helped me cope without Mia. Immediately I got to the main road, I flagged down a taxi and got in. "Go green" I said to the driver telling him where I wanted to stop at. He didn't even reply or acknowledge that I said something. I exhaled and relaxed in my seat , he's probably having a rough day . My phone dinged and I brought it out of my pocket , it was a Job notification alert , I hastily clicked on it and my shoulders slumped in disappointment, once again the Location is somewhere Far, Hong Kong.

The only things that matter are the bike between my legs, the memories in my brain, and the container of ashes that hold the only person who ever gave a shit about me. Exhaling is getting a lot easier the further I get away from the pain, the loneliness, and the same old shit. On the horizon as I head north, is the unknown, it may not be better, but it can't be much worse than this nothing feeling in the pit of my stomach. Cities pass as I ride, heading nowhere in particular. All I know is I want to go north. I pass Jackson and Hernando, Memphis once I cross the border, hopping onto I-40 and then at Nashville I hit I-65.

[Countdown: Two days left.] "Let's start the action! "Mission reminder: Take down the runaway head in the sand city, codenamed 'the Ghost'." I was on edge. I knew one wrong move could mean big trouble. So far, Liam and his team were doing well, deep behind enemy lines. However, out of nowhere, I got this really bad feeling. Zzzt— A sharp electrical noise filled the room, and suddenly, it was pitch black.

It was a smooth drive, long and difficult sometimes, but satisfying on my part. But now, I think I'm in trouble because I’ve been on the road all day without passing a single soul or any houses. It’s just endless fields, and it’s nighttime. It’s thundering, so it’s definitely going to rain. What’s worse is that there’s a noise coming from my car engine, and I’m worried it might just stall in the middle of nowhere! For goodness' sake! Does it really have to give up now?! Now that I’m seemingly stranded on the road, it’s scary at night because there aren't even any lights around. It was all endless fields out there! I’m afraid a mutant cannibal might just pop up and kill me in a gory way! Or m

But every mile we left behind us made my fear grow sharper. I looked out the side mirror. There was nothing, no cars and no headlights. Just a stretch of road that seemed to grow darker with every turn. The route twisted strangely, like the driver had been here before. We passed an old warehouse… then a long fence made of rusting iron… then an open land with nothing but unfinished foundations. “Where are you taking me?” I whispered, not really expecting an answer. But no one responded. Not the guards…not the driver and not even Mrs. Jasper.

"Ms. Hathaway, I'll be going overseas for further studies next month. Here is my resignation letter." The HR manager, Kelly Hathaway, looked at me in surprise. "What's with the sudden notice?" she asked. I gave her the explanation I'd prepared long ago. "My son's mother is in Austera. I'm planning to take him there so we can be reunited as a family." Kelly nodded. "That's good. It must be hard for you to raise a child alone here. We all thought you were a single father."

"You promised me. No more running alone." I pulled back. Looked at him. "This isn't running. This is finishing." The Road I left before dawn. Clara was still asleep, her paper crane on the nightstand. I kissed her forehead, breathed in the smell of her, and walked out into the dark. The road stretched ahead, empty and grey. The photograph was on the passenger seat. My mother's face. The woman who'd been there. I drove through the morning, through towns I didn't know, through mountains that rose and fell. The address was in my phone. The name was in my head.

qlone in the dark in the middle of fucking nowhere, California. “Okay, Hayes,” I muttered to myself, using my maiden name now. “Now what?” I started walking down the one road leading away from the airstrip. The streetlights were few and far between, casting long creepy shadows. I stuck to the darker patches at the side of the road, my wolf eyes adjusting easily. Crunch… I stopped dead with my head cocked. That was probably a raccoon.. or a possum. I kept walking. Swish.. Crunch..