Red eye 2: the quarry and the marauder
The Clock's ticking
It's so exasperating waiting for the dawn to break. It's almost impossible for me to hold it any longer. At one point I even considered picking up the phone and dial her number, just to hear her voice. But very wisely I decided against it.
It wouldn't kill me to wait a few more hours now would it?
Its felt kind of nice knowing she was out there scared all alone trying to anticipate my next move. She was going to be all mine.
I looked at the clock. 4.43 In the morning.
I haven't slept a wink I suddenly realized.
That can't be good. Rest was indeed a weapon.
She would be awake now. She probably didn't sleep the whole night. Her clothes would be neatly packed in her suitcase, her toiletries gone.
The mug she always used to drink coffee from would lie neglected.
In a few hours the streets which are empty now would turn into a driver's nightmare. That's when Regina would attempt to disappear once again.
But she doesn't know about the GPS tracker now does she?
She doesn't know I would be waiting for her everywhere she goes from here onwards, starting from her first halt.
Judging by the money she kept in her purse my guess would be the bank.
I have 6hrs left.
To be continued