Her Eyes by J R Kruze

Author:J R Kruze [Kruze, J R]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: paranormal, Romance, action-adventure, urban fiction, psychic mysteries, young adult, short story
Publisher: Midwest Journal Press
Published: 2018-02-24T00:00:00+00:00

V.

A LOT OF RED LIGHTS on the dash, but the engine was running, and we had all four wheels.

"Take a deep breath. You have to calm down." Rosa was looking at me hard, her blue eyes piercing through her chalk-white face.

"I can do this, but you have to bring your own heart rate down. Now."

Then she grabbed my thigh and nearly punctured my slacks with her fingernails.

I complied. Breathing deep and slow, Deep and slow. Feeling the heartbeat lessen. Forced my hands to unclench. Deep and slow.

Rosa's face got some color back. She was doing the same as I was. Her trick was twice as hard as mine. Her grip on my thigh relaxed. And she patted it. "Good boy. Nice job."

Looking out our mirrors, "I didn't see where the SUV went to. We can go north or south. South doesn't have anyone there for miles. Further from where we need to go. But less likely they'll be looking for us with a single car." At that she, turned the car around in a U-turn and waited for a local car to come by. Then she pulled out behind them and matched their speed, a safe distance behind.

"We're going to have to do this old school. Pull out the map in the glove compartment." Rosa said. She pulled off onto the next country road, into an old driveway where some farm house used to stand. The oak trees sheltered us from above, and we couldn't be seen from the road.

I handed her the map.

"Our advantage and disadvantage is that we are off the grid. This car had the electronics modified so we couldn't be traced. And we don't have cell phones. But we can't call anyone, either. They'll only know we're in trouble when we don't show up."

She took the map and looked it over.

"Here." She pointed. "Now, we can't use the interstates any more. State roads are probably OK, but not in this car." She traced some lines south of us. "That dot. That's where we should find something. Can't be a rental. We're looking for a salvage job. Something that would blend in. Let's go."

We got back on the gravel road and followed it east and then south. I kept an eye out for planes or helicopters, although I suspected that satellites could find us as easily, if it came to that.

We finally rolled into that dot of a town. It didn't even have a stoplight. But it did have a salvage yard. Peeling white paint and an old concrete island where a gas pump used to stand. Dirty windows everywhere they still existed. And rows of old trucks that pushed back into the hardwood trees behind it. One 60's model Ford truck out front that was only in primer gray and missing its tailgate. It was sitting under a big maple tree that was probably as old as the building. All had seen better days.

We pulled in front of its garage door and stopped. Rosa rolled down her window and honked the horn.

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