The Terror of Tijuana by S. J. Varengo

Author:S. J. Varengo
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Northern Lake Publishing

J.J. was parked in Marc’s car, trying to decide upon her next move. She hadn’t responded to her mother’s text, guessing that if it was truly a 9-1-1 situation, she probably wasn’t going to have the time or even the ability to engage in digital conversation. But that meant she had no direction and could not develop a plan.

Then it occurred to her that she did have one possible resource. The text had gone to her father as well. She grabbed her phone.

“Hello, Jayj,” came Dan’s voice after the first ring.

“Did you get the text?”

“Yes. Neal and I are headed toward Uruapan right now.”

“Uruapan? Where the hell is Uruapan. The text said Tijuana.”

“Yeah. Um, I may have turned on Mom’s Find Friends before she left.”

J.J. smiled despite the seriousness of the moment. “You were spying on her?”

“NO! I absolutely did not want to spy on her. I wanted the ability to spy on her.”

“Two sides of the same naughty coin, if you ask me. So Find Friends shows her heading to… where again?”

“It looks like Uruapan. It’s a smallish town about 76 miles south of Tijuana. There’s a city with the same name, but that’s not the place. It’s the village that her icon seems destined for.”

Keeping the phone connection live, J.J. switched to her maps. “It looks more like eighty-seven actual driving miles for me. A little over two hours. And there are fucking tolls.”

“Pay them. Just get to Uruapan as fast as you can. We’re a little closer. According to Neal’s GPS, we’ll be there in about an hour-forty.”

J.J. had already started the car back up. “Alright. I’m going to get going. Call me if anything happens.”

“Have you tried contacting Mom?” Dan asked.

“I haven’t. I felt like that might not be the right move.”

“Gotcha. By the way, Jayj, um, how is it that you’re only two hours from Uruapan?”

“I was in San Diego when I got the text.”

“Okaaaaay,” Dan replied, drawing the word out. “Why?”

“That’s a story for another time, Papa.

“Fine,” he said. They both knew he wasn’t really fine with that news at all. But he was willing to table that discussion for now. “Hopefully, I’ll see you in a couple hours.

“Unless you go blind in the meantime, you’ll see me.”

She ended the call and started following the route on the map, still wondering what sort of insanity she was rushing headlong towards.

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