MERCEDES, jj maybank

45.

LITTLE LIES

John B was panting in the backseat unable to believe that they had just gotten away. No one was saying anything so Trinity was just driving until we pass a certain neighbourhood,

"Wait wait wait!" Sarah shouts, scarring Trinity and accidentally making her swerve the car, "Sorry - but pull over!"

Trinity does so and stops on the side of the road, "Why am I stopping?"

"These houses here, their Rose's listing so I know that they're empty," Sarah points to the line of houses, each having their own for sale sign.

Trinity nods, "That's good, you two go in one then,"

"You're not coming?" John B asks,

She shakes her head, "It's best if you two just go, I'll wait and make sure you can get into a house and then I'll be on my way,"

John B and Sarah look at each other, they didn't want to leave Trinity but they didn't have much choice, they needed to leave. Sarah reaches forward and hugs her best friends tightly, "I love you," She whispers.

"I love you too, girl," Trinity smiles warmly.

John B and Sarah both step out of the car. Sarah runs off to a house and John B leans forward through Trinity's open window to embrace her in a hug.

"I'll see you soon," He mumbles.

"Of course,"

"Thank you so much for helping me out, not just today but--"

"John B! Get out of here!" She shoves him and laughs.

There's a loud whistle from Sarah's direction and she's standing at the front door which was wide open. She waves for John B to go over and so he does, waving goodbye to Trinity.

She quickly rides off and continues to drive for a while with nowhere to go. She had no clue where the Pogues would be since they definitely weren't going to be at the Chateau. The only thing she knew was meeting everyone back at the dock tomorrow and around three and that's when JJ would have gotten the Phantom.

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Trinity had slept in her car for the night. She was parked in on some empty piece of land and was curled up in the backseat wearing Rafe's jacket from the other night to keep her warm.

She had completely forgotten she still had it until she was making a small bed for herself in the back and saw it in the trunk.

But the reason she woke up was not because of the sun rising but because of the loud sound of an aircraft passing by. She watches as a black helicopter flies over and a little bit off on the right watches as a storm starts to form on the horizon with the thunder and lightning.

Trinity climbed forward into the front seat and reached for the water bottle and takes a few sips. She leans her head against the window and lets out a long huff before starting up the car and driving off to the nearest convenience store.

She bought some food and a drink and sat in her car, listening to the radio.

"After no luck in prosecuting John Booker Routledge, the Kildare County Police called for back up from the SBI. Special Agent Bratcher and his team are now working with Sherrif Shoupe and the rest of the police force, they are doing everything they can to apprehend the homicidal individual that is, John Routledge,"

Trinity looks at the other half of her sandwich and bites into it, waiting for the next report. Trinity was sitting in her passenger side with her feet up on the dash comfortably eating her food.