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Edward-

I didn't know where the hell I was going. I'd accomplished my objective up to this point, and now I didn't know shit. Aimlessly, I drove out of town, thankfully avoiding any run-ins with the law. Exhaling a calming breath, I looked at the woman beside me.

She looked scared, but besides the panic in her eyes, there were no visible signs. Swallowing, I coughed to clear my throat. "It wasn't supposed to be like that. You weren't supposed to be there. I planned it all out to perfection. I picked the time so no one would be there."

She shivered as she studied me with wide eyes. In my mind's eye, she looked like a frightened doe as she frantically searched my face. Now, I couldn't let her go. She would be able to identify me. "Fuck, what have I done?"

"Why are you doing this?" She shifted in the seat, reaching for the door handle, and I thought she was about to open the damn thing and dive out into the ditch.

"Don't fucking think about it. I am not going down with a manslaughter charge too. We're doing eighty, and you will do serious harm to yourself if you jump out." I ran my hand through my hair, gripping the ends, and yanked at the strands. The pinch on my scalp provided me with a mild relief against the desperation choking me. "Just chill until I figure out what the hell to do."

"Look. You look guilty as hell. Even if no one knows what you've done, eventually this will catch up with you."

She was gnawing her bottom lip, and for the first time, I noticed how beautiful she was. If this was another time or place … but it wasn't. Scoffing, I shook my head. "I had to. I had to do this. Didn't have a choice."

She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and I felt like a major asshole when tears dripped from her cheeks. "Please, don't fucking cry. Shit. I didn't have a choice. I promise if there had been any other way. Shit."

"What's your name?"

Her voice shook when she spoke, fighting past the fear, and my admiration climbed for the woman next to me.

My name. My name. She wanted my name. Did she think I was crazy? Turning onto a dirt road, I slammed on the brakes next to a group of trees. Keeping the gun in her sight, I shook my head. "You know I can't tell you that. I do promise you, I'm not going to hurt you. Hell, I didn't even want to take you. I just didn't have a choice."

She took me by complete surprise when she flung the door open and tumbled from the seat. Before I could react she took off running.

I should just let her go. I should just turn the car around and head in the opposite direction. I had my money, and the cops so far weren't on my tail.

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