Driver 8 by G. Michael Hopf

Author:G. Michael Hopf [Hopf, G. Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-10-30T00:00:00+00:00

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A loud clang woke Kyle. Groggy, he slowly opened his eyes and looked around but saw nothing. Shuffling feet stirred his curiosity. He sat up and to his surprise saw it was Portia being escorted down the walkway. He got to his feet and briskly walked to the end of his cell. “Are you okay?” he asked, his arm dangling between the bars hoping to touch her.

She took his hand in hers and said, “I’m fine. I’m so happy to see you. I was told you were dead.”

“Move along,” a guard barked and shoved her.

“You hurt her, I’ll…”

“You won’t do anything Driver Eight, just shut up and sit down,” the guard mocked taking Portia by the arm and placing her in the cell next to Kyle.

When the guard disappeared, Kyle called out, “Portia, are you there?”

“Yes.”

Six inches of reinforced concrete separated them. Though they couldn’t see the other, they could hear.

“Kyle, what are we going to do?”

“I don’t know yet, but I’ll figure it out,” he answered.

“I’m so sorry, I got you wrapped up in this. It’s all my fault,” she moaned.

“Stop it, this has nothing to do with you. These was a scheme by Barry to take control of The Collective.”

“Is it true Number One is dead?”

“Yes.”

“And is it true you killed him?”

“Yes.”

“Oh, I wish I could see your face and hold your hand,” she complained.

“The fault is mine, if I hadn’t been on the road all the time, this wouldn’t have happened,” he said.

“No, it’s my fault,” she countered.

“Well, it doesn’t matter now. We’re in this situation, but I’ll figure something out,” Kyle said hoping he could find a way to reassure. While he gave her hope and an optimistic appraisal, deep down he knew their situation was almost untenable.

“He told me you had been killed. Why would he do that?” she asked.

“Because that’s what his plan had been. He wanted me dead so he could have you, that’s how simple this is. One man’s desire for another man’s wife has set off a chain of events that finds us behind bars and…” he said then stopped from finishing his thought.

“Are we going to die?” she asked.

“No, I will find a way,” he replied.

She wanted to believe him but just couldn’t put all her feelings into that prospect.

They sat and talked for what felt like hours. Though he reassured her, he talked in ways to let her know how he felt just in case there was no way out of their situation.

“Do you remember when I slipped on our wedding day?” she asked.

“Do I? I felt so bad for you. I’ll say this, you were the most beautiful bride that I’ve ever seen, falling or not,” he replied.

She paused, her thoughts went to the one question she’d never gotten him to answer. If there was a time to answer fully, it was now. “Who was Tiffany?”

He sighed. Thinking of how to answer he attempted to blow it off. “Now isn’t the time to talk about that.”

“Actually, there’s never been a better time,” Portia fired back.

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