Rules for Disappearing, The by Ashley Elston

Author:Ashley Elston
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Love & Romance, Action & Adventure, Juvenile Fiction, Bedtime & Dreams, General, Law & Crime
ISBN: 1423168976
Publisher: Disney Hyperion
Published: 2013-05-21T04:00:00+00:00

wall that’s usually open or there’s no way I will be able to hear what he’s doing in there.

I make my way around the side of the building, my feet crunch-

ing loudly on the dead leaves. It will be a miracle if he doesn’t hear me coming.

I use the go-bag as a stool to peek in the high window, which, thankfully, is still open.

Dad has discovered the phone in the laundry room. It’s right

next to the window, so he’s got his back to me. I work my toe in a spot where a brick is missing and hitch myself a little higher.

“This is bullshit. I said I’m working on it.” Dad’s pacing, but the cord is keeping him on a short leash.

Three tight circles later, he says, “If I can get it, I’ll need some guarantee that my family will be safe.”

Oh. My. God. Who is he talking to?

“I don’t believe you.” His voice is controlled, but his movements are jerky.

Five more circles. “What happens if I can’t find it?”

Dad leans against the wall. “No, you’ve made that very clear.”

Dad slams the phone in the cradle and I almost fall off the wall.

I grab my bag and haul ass to the house, praying I make it there before Dad sees me.

—S

—N

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ELSTON—Rules for DisappearinG_2ND PASS

RULES FOR DISAPPEARING

BY WITNESS PROTECTION PRISONER #18A7R04M:

Know what you’re getting into before you get into it.

Ethan calls after lunch on Sunday and I meet him at the

coffee shop on Front Street where I first met Agent Thomas.

“I want to take you somewhere tonight.”

Sipping my latte, those blue eyes watch me until I put my cup

down. “Where?”

“To the farm.”

I shake my head. “I don’t know. . . .”

I’m really nervous today and it’s probably due to Dad’s mys-

terious late-night phone conversations. I couldn’t look at him this morning. He was probably talking to the assholes looking for us and it sounded like he was making some sort of deal with them.

That’s his way of getting us out of this—work with whoever got us in this to begin with? I’m totally disgusted.

Ethan works his magic on me and like the weak ass I am, I

agree.

S—

The entire afternoon, I try to work up the nerve to call him and N—

cancel. I just can’t do it.

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It’s dark when Ethan picks me up. He’s dressed in camouflage

and Bandit is loaded up in the back of the truck. He doesn’t tell me until we’re halfway to the farm what we’ll be doing.

Hog hunting.

In my old life, I would have laughed if anyone ever suggested

this is how I would spend my evening. Apparently hogs rut through all the fields, tearing them apart and eating everything in sight.

Who knew?

And they are the only animal you can hunt legally at night, all year round. So I now have more knowledge about a hog than I ever thought would be necessary.

“So are we going to ride around in the truck to look for these hogs?” I ask.

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