She had another impulse, to go east, back to where she came from. Back to her old life, but she'd just observe. She hoped everyone had forgotten about her. She just wanted a cup of coffee from her cafe.
She would make it in 8 hours if she drove all night. The thought of it awoke something in her. She pressed on the gas a little more. Her new car outfitted to drive for long distances. An extra fuel tank in the back, and she was still on full.
The only thing she'd have to stop for is the bathroom she thought, she felt around the floor for a bottle, nothing.
She'd stop now, get some food just at a gas station, maybe some cigarettes.
She pulled off the road in some small town, the sign only said there was one gas station. She pulled up to pump 5, and across from her was a car. She didn't know why, but something was familiar, she looked in the car, and it was him. The man from the hotel, the one who had Keith. BAKA.
She wanted to scream, hit his car. "Where the fuck is he? Where's Keith.".
Instead she kept her head down, she filled up her car extra, and made sure to follow him.
