The Runaway Lead Lives Next Door Novels & Stories

Runa's look of shock was reflected in a mirror hanging on a wall over a small dresser seated beside the open door to the bathroom connected to the room. "Because she never makes her existence known and when she does its to collect on a deal that she's made a loophole in just to benefit herself. Her lust for power knows no bounds." She slowly lowered herself to the full sized mattress, her voice failing her and her mind in turmoil. "I'm coming to get you. Stay at the address you're at. I'll see you by nightfall." His deep voice broke through the silence. "How? It took me three days to run into your territory from Casper, Washington. How do you plan to get from Canada to Tennessee in a day?" H

Six.6. I ran speedily with every might inside of me as the men behind me were hot on the chase. I ran and hid behind a truck to avoid them. I came out into the limelight when I felt they'd lost track of me and I ran in the opposite direction, running back home. I entered the house breathing heavily. I looked around and saw Mom crying and Bryan holding her closely but Laurie wasn't there. I couldn't care less. I aimed to come and take my family to a faraway town, out of the reach of the casino gamblers. I might be rude to my family but I still care about them. I walked further into the house, noticing that the house was scattered.

“To chase the lead. I don’t know what I’ll find… and I don't know what it'll mean, but if you want to come with me, I’d want you there.” Something shifts in his eyes—softens. “Of course,” he says. “I’ll be there.” *** The next day is here, and we are here. I am nervous and scared. But I know I have to do this. The coordinates lead us out past the city limits, down winding roads and dusty trails until we’re somewhere I can’t even name. A run-down house sits at the end of a gravel path. It’s falling apart, almost swallowed by overgrown brush. The windows are broken. A door hangs crooked on its hinges.

“And you’ll walk away a free man. If you’re lying, well… you’ll still walk. Just not with your legs attached.” Williams nodded, pale and sweating. — The black SUV pulled into the cracked driveway of a rundown house on the city’s edge. Trees hung like crooked guardians. No neighbors. No movement. “This is where he lives?” Adrian asked. Williams nodded. “This was the last address I had from her.” Adrian turned to Tony. “Take a few inside. Quiet. If he runs, don’t chase. Shoot.” Tony nodded, signaling two others. They slipped out, guns drawn, moving like shadows.

He says. I sigh and reluctantly leave. I don’t really understand what the hell is going on but I do know that Whatever the hell is going on is more than a robbery or an assasinatoon because who the hell does such a thing in broad daylight. In the morning for that matter. We run as fast as we can downstairs till we make it outside. “The cars at the back of the house.” She says and leads the way.

'What are you going to do? "Run," I said, staring down at the pile of money. "Three years. I've saved enough. Time to find somewhere new."

Every step away from that house feels like healing, and heartbreak. “Is it just me, or have I been noticing that black car following us?” Mark says, and I look at the rear mirror, oh my goodness. That’s Rowan’s driver. I already told you not to follow me. “Loose him,” I say to Mark, as I fasten my seatbelt. I told him everything that happened when I entered the house, and why I had to go there. Mark matches the accelerator with so much determination, and his eyes gleam with joy when we finally get to his house, and the car is no longer behind us.

“This afternoon. People brought boxes. Lots of boxes. Big boxes. Maybe furniture. Maybe treasure.” “Maybe bodies,” Max said enthusiastically. I looked at him. He smiled innocently. “I saw it in Tío Theo’s movie.” Bianna sat a little straighter, Max still trapped in her lap. “The empty house next door?” “Mm-hm,” Issa answered. “The lights are pretty now.” I stared at the glow behind the trees. The house next door had never felt close before. This community was designed so every owner could pretend they didn’t have neighbors, only expensive trees and driveways that were far too long. But tonight, those lights made the distance shrink.

"Only one way to find out though." I turned the key in the ignition. "You know what? Lead the way." "Fair warning," he said as we pulled out of the parking lot, "once you've had Sandy's comfort food, you might develop a new Friday night tradition." "Sounds better than prom," I said, surprised to find I meant it. "Most things are." Noxon fiddled with the radio until soft music filled the car. "Sometimes the best nights are the ones that don't go according to plan."

The sun was starting to go down behind the trees, so I didn’t have a lot of daylight left. Maddox found the runts house but was staying hidden in the forest. We were not in our own territory and we didn’t know how well they handled trespassers. We watched threw any open window that we could. We seen her mom finishing up in the kitchen before walking out of sight. It looked like her 2 younger brothers were in living room watching tv, when we seen a light turn on in one of the bedrooms upstairs. We waited for someone to come into view and after what felt like forever, the runt came into view. She was drying the last bit of her hair and looking out towards the woods. She got this weird look on