The keys were no problem. For as long as Eddie could remember Zach had kept
a P.O. Box under any alias he felt like at the time. It wasn't a big
surprise to her that he'd kept it running despite his adventure out of the
USA.
She carefully cleaned the apartment, but ensured that all the boxes and such remained in one way or another. The water and electricity were still on, again to Zach continuing to pay the whole thing off just in case. The phone lines were another story. She knew Zach would flip without them, so she checked and rechecked, bothering him to fix it with a note she left with the keys.
Trevor finished his cemetery drawings, selling two as they left for the airport. Zach looked nervous, and no because he'd accidentally had some of Trevor's coffee.
"We've got to keep a low profile when we get to the US," he instructed. "Trev, this is really important. They'll probably still be on watch. We've got to keep quiet and pretend we're brothers heading back from a long vacation. Don't question anything the officers say, just offer the fake passport I gave you and smile."
"Don't worry, Zach," Trevor grinned with his most kissable lips. "I'm smarter than I look, though quieter than you."
The French didn't question them as they went to the plane. No problem catching a flight. The problem was getting into the US.
The two boarded the plane, nervous as hell.
She carefully cleaned the apartment, but ensured that all the boxes and such remained in one way or another. The water and electricity were still on, again to Zach continuing to pay the whole thing off just in case. The phone lines were another story. She knew Zach would flip without them, so she checked and rechecked, bothering him to fix it with a note she left with the keys.
Trevor finished his cemetery drawings, selling two as they left for the airport. Zach looked nervous, and no because he'd accidentally had some of Trevor's coffee.
"We've got to keep a low profile when we get to the US," he instructed. "Trev, this is really important. They'll probably still be on watch. We've got to keep quiet and pretend we're brothers heading back from a long vacation. Don't question anything the officers say, just offer the fake passport I gave you and smile."
"Don't worry, Zach," Trevor grinned with his most kissable lips. "I'm smarter than I look, though quieter than you."
The French didn't question them as they went to the plane. No problem catching a flight. The problem was getting into the US.
The two boarded the plane, nervous as hell.