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Chapter 6

After I got a new car I decided I was going after Niens. I read down his file again and put in the address into the GPS I stole from a store. I was headed for California. Great. Note the sarcasm, I am not for long drives. I drove the rest of the day and all the way till nine P.M. when I had to stop and sleep. I pulled to a stop at a motel and climbed in the back seat because I had no money for a room. I looked under the seat and found a lot of David Bowie posters, especially of him in the film Labyrinth.

I laughed at it, he looked so much like Jareth. I laughed until I fell into sleep.

I opened my eyes and saw I was sitting upright in the back of the car. I heard a chuckle and turned to see Jareth sitting beside me. Then I remembered the posters and started laughing again. He looked at me like I was crazy so I pulled out the posters and shoved them in his face. His eyes scanned the poster.

"I look good in this." He says and my smile drops.

"You're not horrified by this?" He shakes his head. I cock my eyebrow.

"I'd be kind of freaked out if I find out I have a twin." Then my smirk came again. "You must be the evil twin and David Bowie must be the good twin." I joke. He raises his eyebrow.

"Your time is short." He says serious again. "It's already been a day." I sigh.

"I know, and I've gotten a lot done today anyhow."

"If you get caught you realize I am not saving you from prison correct?" He asks. I shrug. Everything starts to go white.

"What's happening?" I ask in a panic.

"You are waking up. It seems someone is tapping on the window." He says as he disappears.

'Tap, tap, tap'

My eyes shot open and I bolted upright. There was an officer tapping on the window. I jumped forward and into the front seat and rolled down the window.

"Officer, is there a problem?" I asked in a sweet voice. He was pudgy, had a pig like face with black hair that looked like it was balding under his cap, even though he didn't look older than mid forties. His name tag read 'Dearia'.

" You are in a motel parking lot, if you aren't getting a room you need to move on." He said.

"Well, officer Diarrhea, is it? I was just taking a tiny nap." I said. His face turned red in anger.

"It's De-are-ia!" He growled. "You need to leave! I'm letting you off with a warning! Now BEAT IT!" He shouted so load I'm sure heavy sleepers heard it.

"Okay, okay officer Diarrhea, I'm going, I'm going!" I said as I turned on the car.

"Not so fast." He said and started righting on paper.

"You said you were letting me off with a warning." I whined.

"Licence please." She growled. I handed him my stolen licence. After he handed me the ticket I had no intention of paying I drove off to California. Yay me. Again with the sarcasm people!

It wasn't a very long drive this time maybe five to ten hours. I got to California and I was hungry as Hell. I drove up to a house in a small neighborhood. It was a small white house. The front yard was small but very green. Some lawn gnomes were scattered around and patches of flowers were on the left and right side of the lawn. A long white driveway came out in front of the front door. A small dark green car sat up at the front of the driveway. I got out of my car and walked up to the front door and knocked.

The door opened to reveal a woman in her mid twenties. She had shoulder length blonde hair and brown eyes. Those brown eyes widened, I guess she recognized me. I smiled at her.

"Hello Emilie." She looked around frantically then back at me. She waved me in.

"Al said you would come here for him."She said as she shut the door. I nod.

"Albert is a smart man. Or was anyway, he is otherwise when I find him."

"I won't tell you where he is!" She yelled.

"Emilie, Emilie is everything alright?" I heard her old father call from the hall.

"Yea, everything's just fine papa. Nothing to worry about." She answers.

"Emilie, I know that you love your brother very much. But he is a bad man, he has hurt people and will keep hurting people and their families as long as he is on the streets."

"How dare you! You think you can just waltz on in my home and get me to tell you the location of my brother so you can kill him? I won't do it! I know what he does, That is his choice! I have nothing to do with it!" I sigh in frustration. I grabbed a hold of her shoulders.

"Emilie listen to me! I need to get to your brother! I promise, after this you won't have to see me ever again. But this has to be done Emilie. When is the last time Albert stopped by to say hello? When is the last time he sent you a gift or asked about your father? Did he ask how everyone is coming along or did he just tell you to save his backside and tell you not to give me any information?"

"He...he...he has good reason. I know he loves us, he doesn't have to say it." She stutters.

"Emilie, please. I know you don't want to be like him. I know you want to help people. You can start by telling me where he is." She sighed.

"I'm sorry. You don't know what I want. I can't help you. Your asking me to sign my brothers life away, I can't. I just can' leave. Please." She sounded broken. Like she was begging. I sigh in defeat and nod. On my way out I wright my stolen phones number down on a piece of paper.

"If you change your mind..."

"I won't." She said. I nod and walk out the door leaving the paper there. I go back to my car and put my forehead on the steering wheel.

"Looks like I have to do this the hard way." I mutter and put the key in the ignition driving off.