Chapter 2 - On the Run

The following morning Cade went to the diner for breakfast. He saw Paul and Scott already sitting down having breakfast. Paul nodded to him and watched as Cade walked over to the counter and order coffee.
"I've seen him somewhere before," Scott said as Cade sat at one of the empty tables by the window.
"Where?" asked Paul.
"Dunno," replied Scott. He looked out in the parking lot and saw that a police car was cruising by.
"Dad," Scott said quietly. His father looked up and saw the police car as well. The two police officers got out of the car and headed towards the diner.
Cade had seen the police car as well. He didn't want to panic too much but after 2 years on the run it was becoming second nature to him. He looked around him and saw that the two men were also looking a bit uneasy as the two cops walked into the diner.
"What's going on there?" he wondered to himself drinking his coffee and keeping an eye on the two cops as they ordered coffee at the counter.
"Mornin' folks," one of the cops said to the three men who were the only customers in the diner at the time.
Cade nodded as did Paul and Scott. The cops sat at the counter making conversation with the waitress.
Cade stood up after 5 minutes and walked over to the counter and paid for his coffee. One of the cops looked at him and felt that he knew him somewhere. He looked at his partner who was deep in conversation with the waitress. Cade nodded again and walked out. Paul and Scott got up a couple of minutes later.

The cop watched as the three men walked out into the parking lot.
"Hey, Joe," he said to his partner.
"In a minute, Tom," his partner said still in deep conversation with the waitress.
"Joe, I think we have a live one," the cop said.
Joe turned around to look at his partner. "What do you mean?" he asked.
"That photographer that the Feds are looking for," replied Tom
"What about him?" asked his partner.
"He's just gone out outside," Tom said getting up and looking out the window. He took out his radio and asked for instructions about apprehending the fugitive and his son.
"Wait for the Feds," was the instruction.
"Wait for the goddamn Feds. That's what we always have to do," Tom muttered to himself. He watched as Paul and Scott changed the tyre on the car. Cade had walked towards the entrance of the parking lot and was waiting for a car to hitch a ride with.
"We found a car ditched outside city limits about an hour ago," the voice said over the radio. "Fingerprints match those of Cade Foster. Wanted for murder by the FBI. All units be careful when approaching the fugitive. He's most likely armed and dangerous."
"Hot damn!" exclaimed the cop thinking he could get reward for bringing in the two most elusive fugitives in America.

Scott and Paul were having problems putting the tyre on the sedan. The car had been a cheap wreck that Paul had bought for three hundred dollars in a junkyard a week ago. The tyre refused to budge.
"Scott, would you get my bag please?" Paul asked his son.
"Sure," Scott said getting up and opening the trunk. He looked around the parking lot and saw that Cade was still standing at the entrance to the parking lot waiting for a lift. Scott then looked towards the door of the diner and saw the two cops standing watching them. Scott felt uneasy but said nothing to his father. He handed the bag to Paul. Paul reached into the bag and pulled out his silver energy sphere.
"Do you want to try it?" Paul asked Scott.
"No," replied Scott still keeping an eye on the cops.
"Why?" asked Paul
"I think the cops are onto us. Just change the tyre and let's get the hell out of here," replied Scott.
Paul looked up and saw the two cops still watching what was going on in the parking lot. He held the sphere in his hand and concentrated. The sphere glowed blue and then turned white. The nut on the tyre loosened and came off. Paul put the sphere in his pocket and changed the tyre.
He stood up and noticed that the cops were walking toward the parking lot. Paul pulled out the sphere and concentrated again.
All of a sudden the police car went up in flames and the siren went off. The two cops ran towards the car and tried to put the flames out. Paul and Scott jumped into the car and drove out of the parking lot leaving a trail of dust.
The cops were left standing fuming that the fugitives had gotten away.
Paul and Scott had driven a few miles down the road when they spotted Cade standing at the side of the road. He had walked on when he saw the cops were taking an interest in what was going on in the parking lot.
"Do you think we should give a ride?" asked Paul.
Scott shook his head and said no but realised that Paul had slowed the car anyway.
Scott sighed in frustration.
"Would you like a ride?" Paul asked Cade. Cade nodded and got into the back of the car.
"Where are you headed?" asked Paul.
"Just over the State line to Warrton. I'm meeting up with a buddy," replied Cade.
"That's where we are going. I have a photo assignment there," replied Paul.
"You're a photographer?" asked Cade.
"Yeah," replied Paul. He hated taking credit for the real Paul Forrester's work but it was the only way to make a living as they looked for Jennie.
Scott turned the radio on.
"A massive road block is being formed at the state line for the capture for three fugitives in the area..." read the newsreader. Scott turned off the radio and looked at his father. Paul returned the look and then looked into the rear view mirror at Cade. Cade's heart was going a mile a minute but tried to stay calm.
"Dad," Scott said as they came to a sign announcing that the state line was 2 miles away. Cade noticed how nervous Paul and Scott were but didn't say anything. Paul saw another sign for a train station and took the turn. All of a sudden two police cars came from out of nowhere and followed them with sirens blaring. Paul speeded up and drove off the road across a field. The police cars followed. The car with the three men in it bounced and jumped as it was driven across the field. They came to the train tracks. Cade saw that a train was coming.

"Jump out of the car," he said to Paul and Scott as they crossed the tracks. The three jumped out of the car just as the train passed. It barely missed the car. The two police cars stopped as the watch the freight train passed. The policemen got out of the car and waited for the train to pass. When it had they saw the car over on the other side of the tracks. They ran over to the car but saw that the fugitives had disappeared.

To be continued