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Road Rage
Chapter two
Candy Store
Billie and Deaq looked at each other for a moment in horrified, stunned shock. They might have just listened to Van's last moments on earth. And to add to the horror they felt, they had no idea where he was or even where to begin to look for him. Billie was the first to snap out of the shock and immediately put out an all points bulletin on Van's car. She knew he had borrowed a yellow Jeep Wrangler from the Candy Store last night while his car was in the garage. She also gave the police the description Van had given them of the Cadillac which now would have damage to the side and possibly the front. The last known location for both vehicles was a canyon, but which canyon she had no idea. It would be like looking for a needle in a haystack. While Billie was on the phone Deaq called The Desert's Door, the bar he and Van had been at the night before. He explained to the bar tender what had happened and gave him a description of the girl Van had been with, then left his cell phone number. At least if they could track down the girl and find out where she lived they would have an idea about where to begin their search. When they were through with their phone calls they looked at each other, each trying to fight back the totally helpless feeling they both felt.
"Billie…" Deaq began.
Billie winced as she saw the fear and worry in Van's partner's face.
"Deaq, we're going to find him. We're going to bring him home." She blinked back tears as she realized what she had said almost sounded like Van might already be dead. 'We're going to bring him home' for what, to bury him? She shut her eyes for a moment trying to get the thought out of her head. She couldn't let herself think like that. Van was alive and they were going to find him.
The Canyon
Van had at first braced himself as his car flew off the edge of the canyon, his arms straight out holding onto the steering wheel. But the second before the car hit the ground he threw himself across the front seat and tried to keep his body as limp as possible. He knew the more tense he was the more likely he was going to be hurt seriously. If he could keep his body limber he had a slight chance of living through this. The car landed on its wheels, but then began rolling over and over down the steep canyon wall. His body was tossed like a toy in a washing machine. He cried out as his body took a brutal beating. When his car finally stopped its decent, Van lay unconscious inside the crumbled wreckage.
Candy Store
"Billie, I got to get out there. I got to find him." Deaq was already heading for the door.
"Go…find him and bring him back." Her voice cracked with emotion. "But be careful. We don't know if this was an intentional attack on Van or just a random attack."
After Deaq left Billie wiped angrily at the tears in her eyes, she couldn't fall apart. She wanted more then anything to get out with Deaq and look for Van but she knew she could best help by staying at the Candy Store and fielding any leads that might come in. She prayed they would find Van, and find him alive, but she knew in her heart the odds were against them. Most canyon walls were steep and any chance of surviving an accident was slim. Billie ran over to a large screen in her office and began typing on the computer in front of it. Van had been on the phone when the accident occurred; if the phone was still on she might be able to get a GPS location on it.
The Desert's Door
Deaq pulled into The Desert's Door parking lot; it was the only place he could think of to start his search. He walked up and down the bar asking everyone if they recognized his description of the girl. A few knew her from seeing her at the bar but had no idea where she lived. He gave his cell phone number to them, telling them that someone's life depended on him finding the girl. Not knowing what else to do he drove to a nearby canyon hoping it was the right one and drove over the numerous roads looking for any sign of a recent accident.
The Canyon
It was late afternoon when Van finally regained consciousness. He moaned as he tried to move. Everything hurt as he slowly opened his eyes. Where am I? He glanced around trying to get his bearings. Was I in some kind of accident? He tried to remember what had happened. Nothing came back to him, all he knew was that he was in a lot of pain. His head was pounding and he reached up and touched the side of it. His hand came away covered in blood. He tried to push himself up with his arm but yelped in pain when he put pressure on it. Looking at his arm he realized he had some kind of hole in his upper arm. It almost looked like a gunshot wound. Was I shot? he wondered, and if he had been, by who? What the hell's going on? He shut his eyes and tried to think. All that came to him were glimpses of faces. Who are they? Better yet, who am I?
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