The Will to Die by Joe Pulizzi

Author:Joe Pulizzi
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: will to die, will pollitt, joe pulizzi, thriller, mystery, suspense, marketing thriller, content marketing, set in ohio, cleveland ohio, sandusky ohio, crime thriller, murder thriller
Publisher: Z Squared Media, LLC
Published: 2020-03-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21 – The Lookout

“Shit,” Robby said. “Shit, shit, shit.”

“I knew it.”

“What now?”

We came to the stop sign at the end of Braynard. “We need to get lost. Make a left here and an immediate right.”

Robby did so.

“What if they have a tracker on us?” Robby asked.

“What?”

“A tracker. Like a little GPS monitoring my car. There’s no way that SUV took a left down that cul-de-sac without some kind of tracking device on our phones or the car. Or possibly the cell signal.”

“God, you’re as paranoid as me.”

“Of course I am. I’m a black man. Ever driven in Alabama?”

“How would we find out?” I asked.

“Maybe if we park somewhere in the open. Then we can view the car from a distance and wait to see if the SUV shows up.”

I tried to think of all the places in Sandusky where something like that would work. “I got it. The mall. Go straight through the next stop sign and make a right. And push it.”

A few miles later, we reached the Sandusky Mall. It was four big boxes connected together like Tinkertoys. The first one we approached used to be a Sears, but all that was left were the stained white of S, E, A, and R that remained after taking the sign down.

“What a dump,” Robby said.

“All the action is over there.” I pointed at a nice set of stores that included Target, Old Navy, and Duluth Trading. Duluth was having some grand opening party, what with all the balloons. “Park here.”

Robby parked next to a handicapped spot. We hustled out of the car and headed toward a BAM, which I guessed was the new name for Books-A-Million.

“This store has two levels, both facing out to the parking lot. We can go upstairs and watch from there.”

No one was in the store. It was eighty degrees and sunny on a Saturday afternoon. No sane person would be at the mall. We jogged to the escalator and took two steps at a time, reaching the top and making a right toward the front windows.

I spotted a sitting area between two bookshelves that had a clear view of Robby’s car. I sat on a bench, while Robby leaned back into a large tan beanbag.

“How long do you think we have to wait?” Robby asked.

“Shouldn’t be too long. Maybe five minutes. With all the turns we made, I’m ninety-nine percent sure he couldn’t have followed us. Let’s just hope we’re being paranoid.”

“Sam looked good today.”

I smiled. “I didn’t notice.” She looked better than good.

“I’m sure you didn’t. You still in love with her?”

“Of course I am. I’ll always be in love with her. That’s part of the reason this week with her has been half amazing and half utterly depressing.”

“Outside of all this conspiracy shit, why depressing?”

“Just being around her. I want to hold her and tell her I’m sorry a million times until she forgives me,” I said.

“Well, she’s talking to you. And not in a bitchy way like the previous year and a half.

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