My Life is my own (Chapter 6)
By: Amee Eliza
The fraternity raced along the highway in a black Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution RS. The man driving breathed in and out. He was calm and the weather was gorgeous. The sky was ethereal and the air was fresh but a little cold. The winter was coming in. One of the men in the back reached forward to turn the radio on. No one objected.
A woman spoke on the radio, her voice sounded alike to every other news broadcasting woman: quirky and professional.
"Yes, it is confirmed from the white house that chief of staff Tom Lennox is missing. He was last seen yesterday but then abruptly disappeared. Here is what stand in president Noah Daniel said on the issue,"
In a sad voice the deep voice rang through the radio:
We are hoping no harm has come to a valuable member of the white house. His family and acquaintances have been contacted to try to help our effort, and we will say more on the issue when we have information."
The man to the left snickered.
The other whose name was Rodney Hill glared at him saying with his eyes "tis not proper."
A car honked at them.
The man who had snickered shook his head, he though "Lord, I hope this works."
They left the freeway at Ten o'clock in the morn.
"So, what are you expecting?" Rodney asked the driver.
The driver found it difficult to answer, but then finally said slowly "I hope we don't screw this up."
Silence was their master for a while as they sped across a bridge.
The one who had laughed moved around for a comfortable position. He loved to move and found it very challenging for him to be something other than he was an attribute of his.
He hummed and hawed and thought of things. First thing he would do in American is stretch, then he would do his part in this plan.
They turned into a drive-thru.
"Eh! We get to eat? Finally." The impatient one said happily.
The British men ordered and drove in an abandoned lot to eat their breakfast.
"Did you bring your PSP Rodney?"
He looked unwilling to answer so the man gave him a slap on the knee.
"Yah, yah I got it Kyle!" Rodney said choking on his breakfast burrito.
Kyle searched through the bags.
"I'm looking for your bag Rodney, where is it?" Kyle asked cranking his head backward.
The driver asked him why he needed to play it now, "We're almost there." He explained logically.
Rodney's eyes watered. He chugged down his orange juice.
"Fine." Kyle said, and both men could tell he was pouting.
"So, when did Robert last call you David?"
"Last night when we reached the hotel. All he said is everything is going fine."
Kyle broke into the coversation "Did they get Lennox?"
"Of course they did. Sometimes I think you're as daft as brush Kyle." Daivd responded with good humor.
Rodney grinned.
Kyle yelled "Button it!"
"Come on eat your food it's getting cold and we have a job to do." David uttered as he started the car.