Chapter 10

I was using GPS to get me out of the state as quick as I can. As soon as I crossed the border into Vermont, I disabled the tracker on the car. I continued driving and thinking about most everything. One thing being why I told Lester. I didn't want to. He didn't need to know, and, I mean, why had I freaked out like that. I just had to get out of there. Not just the GYM or my room, but the whole building. It worked though. I can breath out here, think out here.

All of a sudden, I had a very random thought. Will anybody remember me? I mean, did I end up in a n alternate universe of sorts, or did I just end up in Trenton New Jersey.

My cell rang, taking me of thought. Cell? Damn, I didn't turn it off.

"Yo." I answered, somewhat pissed that I didn't remember to turn it off.

"Cara, don't hang up." Lester said quickly.

"You've got thirty seconds. Convince me why I shouldn't hang up."

There was a pause where he was probably trying to think of what to say. "Cara..."

"Twenty."

"Come back. Don't do something your going to regret."

"I'm not. I just...I need to talk to him."

"I can understand that but..."

"No. You don't understand. You don't know what I went through. What I feel, how I feel! I need...I need, to know if he's alive. I need to know if I'm just going crazy or what, because right now, what you guys don't know is that I know all of you people. Your in a series of books I read, written y Janet evanovich. It's different though. Stephanie is not Married to Morelli, she's still a Bounty hunter and she works with Lula a bunch. I need to know, that I am not crazy and that the books were written, just about real people. I need to know, that I am not going crazy, I need to know that Jon is real, not just the computer real, but real, as in, he really is the one who..he needs to be the one I remember. I have to go."

"No Cara wait! Let me help, remember, you've said twice now that you'll let me help you, let me."

I felt a tear slide down my cheek. "Okay."

"Where can I meet you?"

"I'm pulling into a diner in Rhode island." I looked around and gave him the street name.

"Be there in half an hour." He said and hung up. I shut my phone and turned it off.

I had driven into a random diner off the side of the road. It looked like a mom and pop diner, little sign hung above the door and one by the entry way.

Sammy's Lunch House

I parked and locked up before heading in. The bell on the door jingled when I entered. A few people looked my way, then went back to their own conversation.

There were booths along the windows on either side of the door, going all the way back to the side walls. There was a bar along the wall facing the door, and it was lined with stools. Half of of the stools were empty, it seamed. I went to the right back side and seated myself with my back to the wall. I had a clear shot of the door and entire room from here, plus, nobody could do anything behind my back. I could see all.

The waitress came around sometime later, maybe five minutes or so. I settled with a water.

I kept my eyes trained on the door but strayed a few looks at the waiters and customers, checking to see if I knew anybody.

Doubtful I would.

The bell jingles and I flickered my gaze from the waitress nearby to the door. Lester.

He scanned the room and locked eyes with me. When he headed towards me, I looked out the window to his car. He had brought a very large escape. Probably brought back up as well.

"How are you?" He asked as he seated in front of me.

"How many people did you bring with you?" I asked, avoiding his question.

He didn't answer.

"Jesus Lester. If you wanted to help me then you would've come alone. Don't try and follow me, it's pointless." I said and stood. He stood blocking my path.

"Cara, don't do this. I'll send them back and stay with you. I do want to help you." Lester said looking me directly in the eye. If he was lying he didn't show the signs.

I was silent for a long pause. "Fine. But if I even suspect that they are following you, I will drop you off at the side of the road. In gang territory. You'd fit in there." I was serious too. I knew the perfect gang territory that he'd have trouble in. Not killed, but trouble.

"Okay." He finally said, right before flipping open his cell and having a short conversation with who ever. He assured him to call if there was trouble.

Like me dumping him in gang territory.

I dropped a few bills on the table and left, with Lester hot on my heals. I got in the drivers side and Lester got in the passenger side. Once all buckled I waited for the Escape to leave.

When it didn't turned to Lester. "Dial them and give me the phone." I demanded.

He nodded fractionally and dialed, then handed me the phone.

"Yo."

"Ranger?" Great. "Leave now I will dump Lester out and leave on my own. You wont be able to find me, because once we are in Maine, you guys are in

foreign territory. I know it, you don't."

"No."

"Lester will get ditched, I swear to god, I will leave him here or in gang territory."

He was then silent for a couple more beats. "Fine. Put Lester back on."

"Sorry." I said and disconnected. I shut off his phone and added it to my now turned off cell in my pocket. "What did he give you for tracking?"

Silently, he handed me a small device. I looked at it, then rolled down my window and chucked it at the Escape. It drove off. Finally.

I turned the key the rest of the way and burnt rubber out of the small dirt parking lot.

TBC...

Ha ha! There it is, the next chapter. I kinda like writing this one. It's fun, cara's personality is derived from mine. The eyes are mine, I like her eyes, just like mine, ringed with about four different colors!

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