Devil With a Shotgun

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

<Gavin Forrester>

It's been a week since we arrived in Barbados. The news headlines are still all about the international man-hunt for me and my friends but no one in Barbados seems very concerned despite the reports that there could potentially be FBI wanted criminals in their nation. I've been outside multiple times and people who look directly at me in town don't even bat a lash. Apparently the disguises worked better than I thought they would.

For the past 4 days, Victoria has been complaining about how we're in the islands but we have to stay in the house behind the curtains and away from all society. Blaze has tried to explain to her that there are cops and FBI agents looking everywhere for us but she'll have no part of it. She has her heart set on doing tourist things and actually exploring the islands as if we're on a vacation.

"Please Gavin, I just want to go out of the house for a few hours. I'm having a vitamin D deficiency." Victoria pouts and sits down next to me on the couch.

"I'll buy you some vitamin D supplements." I mutter and continue reading a travel magazine.

"I want to see the sun. Please, please, please." Victoria pleads and takes away my magazine from me.

"No, you know what's at stake if someone recognizes us."

"Fine, then I'll go on a hunger strike." Victoria crosses her arms and turns to face the black TV screen.

"Fine, then I'll tie you to a chair and force feed you. Your move, Victoria." I smirk and put my hands behind my head as I sink into the plush cushions of the couch. "Just so we're clear, this is a game you'll never win."

"You're so aggravating." Victoria lets out an annoyed noise before standing up.

"C'mon, babe. I'll take you into town. Just put on your contacts so we can sneak out before the others figure out what we're doing." I sigh and watch as a smile plays on Victoria's lips.

I know being stuck inside on top of being away from her dad and her house is hard on her so, if I get a chance to help her feel a little better than I'll take it without a second thought.

"I knew you'd come around." She leans down and places her lips on mine.

I try to pull her back down onto the couch with me but she lets go and walks off to our room with a little smirk. I check the time on my new disposable phone and run my fingers through my hair. Victoria comes back into the room wearing a pair of shorts, a t-shirt and a pair of oversized sunglasses. She grabs some cash from the coffee jar and the keys to the Jeep.

"Let's go, Gavin." She motions towards the door and I get up and follow her.

Luckily, the others decided to take a nap because they'd gotten so little sleep the last few nights which means Victoria and I have straight shot out of the house without getting caught or yelled at. We close the door as quietly as possible and then lock it before walking down the steep staircase towards the Jeep.

Victoria hands me the keys and hops into the shotgun seat. I take the driver's seat and put the key in the ignition. The engine sputters to life and I begin to drive down the dirt path towards town.

"That wasn't nearly as fun as my Ferrari." I chuckle as I pull into a parking lot behind some Caribbean grill.

"Nothing is as fun as your Ferrari." Victoria agrees as she gets out of the car.

"Speaking of my beautiful car, where exactly did you leave that?" I grab her hand as we walk around to the front of the grill and continue towards a little clothing shop.