Claire and Rebecca both drove in five-hour intervals. They quickly grew tired after 15 straight hours of driving. Sherry noticed this and decided to finally say something.
"You know… I was trained to drive professionally. They taught me a lot of things you two don't know about." Sherry smiled. "Can I take over? I've slept long enough, and I'm perfectly capable." She said, looking at the two women who were exhausted. Rebecca only having one eye open at this point.
"As much as I should say no, I don't think we have much of a choice. I don't want to fall asleep at the wheel." Claire replied, pulling over on the side of the road. They were in Nevada, and needed some gas pronto. Rebecca got out of the car, and grabbed some gasoline from the trunk and filled up while everyone else took their positions in the car.
"I've got the GPS set to the location. It should be smooth sailing to Breckinridge." Rebecca smiled at Sherry while leaning up in the front, and then leaned back in the backseat, falling asleep in Claire's lap instantly. Claire smirked at Rebecca's awkward sleeping position, and then she too fell asleep shortly after.
Sherry, noticing the two women sleeping comfortably, began to drive faster. The weather only got colder the closer they got to Colorado. She now knew why Rebecca brought Jackets and warm clothes for everyone.
A few rest stops and a day later they all arrived in Breckinridge. Of course with it being winter time there was fresh snow on the ground all around them. At this point Rebecca was driving again, and they reached "Twin Peaks", the neighborhood Sherry's parents had their mansion in.
"Shit." Claire growled, looking at the gate to the entrance, and the guard checking everyone's ID's before entering.
"They were open last time I came here and they let me in… I wonder just how wanted we are…" Rebecca said calmly, slowly creeping up to the gate where the guard was.
"What are you doing?!" Claire exclaimed, grabbing onto the wheel, trying to keep Rebecca from pulling in closer.
"Just… chill, I got this." Rebecca smiled, putting her hand on Claire's, and gently removing it from the wheel. Claire began to truly question Rebecca's sanity at that point. Claire's heart began to pound, her hands became clammy and she looked over at Sherry, who didn't look much better.
"ID please." The guard said, not even looking at them. Rebecca looked over at his nametag "Frank", he was the same man who let her in last time. She smiled wide and was about to tell him the biggest bullshit lie she ever told. Aside from faking Billy Coen's death, she wasn't keen on lying, unless it was absolutely necessary.
"Ha… Frank, and here I thought you'd remember a face like mine." Rebecca winked, the other two women looking down avoiding eye contact with the man at all costs. They were terrified, but Rebecca knew she had this one covered. The man paused, looked up at Rebecca and smiled.
"Ah yes, I remember you. You're the Birkin's distant cousin if I recall, Tiffany, silly me. Mind if I see an ID anyway just for safe measures? And who'd ya bring this time? More family or just friends?" The guard replied with a friendly smile. Rebecca smiling back, the two women didn't know, she already met up with Billy a few months ago. He helped change their ID's to different aliases, it was a business that he became a part of shortly after faking his own death and changing names. It was big money, but very risky… not that he minded dangerous jobs, especially if it helped out a friend or two in the process.
"Of course, here you are sir." Rebecca replied, pulling out a fake ID; Claire looking on in horror thinking she gave the guard her real one. "Oh right, the other two… Brittany and Sofia. They're my real good friends, I guess you could call em family right Frank?" Rebecca's shit eating grin widening as the guard gave her back her fake ID smiling and opening up the gate.
"Right, well you ladies have a wonderful time, be careful, the road is still a bit icy. Maintenance will fix it shortly though, take care!" The man yelled, sticking his head out of the window of his office and waving them ado.
"Sofia huh? How the fuck did you…?" Claire crossed her arms as Rebecca began to chuckle, handing the two women their new ID's.
"Better get used to those names, those are your new identities. I… have a friend who helped out, I'll leave it at that." Rebecca smirked, Sherry looking at her in awe.
"You're amazing…" Sherry said smiling, and hugging Rebecca from the backseat.
"I wouldn't do this if I didn't think the same of you both." Rebecca replied, pulling up to the mansion's long winding driveway, and finally driving to the entrance where a huge fountain was, frozen in the snow. All three of them got goose bumps, Rebecca remembering the mansion incident, Claire thinking of the Ashford estate, and Sherry remembering her visits to the place. "Remember me saying this place was creepy?... Yeah." Rebecca got out of the car, putting on her jacket, Claire and Sherry doing the same.
They all entered the house, what would happen later on that night, they would have never prepared themselves for.