They parked in the alley behind the apartment complex. Gabriel led the way to the back door. "You're just going to leave a wrecked car in an alley? They'll figure out it was you," Elle said, slipping through the door. He followed close behind her.
"I'm not worried about that right now." He led her up the stairs, six floors to his door. He yanked the locked doorknob out of the door and pushed it open. Elle stopped and looked up at him.
"You don't seem to be worried about anything. You don't even have a plan. Bennett will probably be looking for us soon; he probably is as we speak. Yet you don't seem the least bit concerned."
He pushed her through the open door. "You're right. I'm not concerned about him. I'm not worried that anyone will find us. They don't know where we are, Elle."
"That's not true. You stole a vehicle and let the driver go. He can tell them that he saw us. You also led a high-speed chase down an open highway and killed an officer. They know where to look and how to find us. We can't hide from them I would know."
"We can't be concerned about that right now. We have some time before they do find us, if they're even looking. Knowing Bennett, he has many of his own problems to worry about. First, let's get cleaned up. The bathroom is down the hall to the left."
Elle was angry. There was plenty to be nervous about. They were being hunted, like animals. She was with the most dangerous man in the country and had already committed several crimes while in his company. While he may be invincible, she thought, I can die. She walked down the hallway to the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror. She was a mess, inside and out. She thought that she had trusted him. She felt that he had truly changed. But maybe it was all part of his psycho plan. Maybe he was just using her for something. What, she didn't know yet. Her stomach turned at the thought of Gabriel deceiving her. She would just have to be more careful. Watch him closely.
She washed her face in the sink and brushed out her hair. "Gabriel, do you have a change of clothes?" she asked down the hallway. She looked down and noticed a pile of clean clothes outside the door. If he was planning on killing her, he gave no hints towards it.
She took the clothes and changed in the bathroom. She evaluated herself in the mirror. That's better, she thought to herself. She walked down the hallway to the living room where Gabriel was sitting on the couch, clean and dressed. "You look nice," he complimented her. Her immediate reaction was flattery, but her new inkling told her that it could be an act.
"Thanks for the clothes. What's next?" Just then, there was a knock on the door. Her heart sped up. "Who is that?" she asked in a quiet voice.
Gabriel's eyes were big. She had never seen him so uneasy. "I don't know."