The Eight Amulets, Vol. 1

Chapter VIII - 72 Missed Calls

"Where's Rob?" Hannah asked as William filed into the passenger seat, a bit scared but staying calm. William wasn't as much of a trouble-seeker. It mostly followed him, and this was proof as he buckled his seatbelt.

"Not coming." He spoke as he looked away from his seat belt. It clicked, indicating he was buckled in and Hannah started the car.

"Are you sure?" Hannah warned, as she looked around, trying to figure out how to start a car. Luckily, the chief had left his keys inside the car, and Hannah knew enough from his mom that he was able to start the car.

"Well yes. Hey, where'd you learn how to do that?" William questioned as he looked underneath the wheel for the gas petal.

"I do know a thing or two about driving as a matter of a fact. Just pay attention in class." She said as a matter of factly. William strapped his seatbelt in the passenger seat of black and white car.

"Id rather not." William spoke as she backed out the empty parking lot. She focused her eyes on the road. They were about to drive off when they heard loud shouting in a British accent, like Rob's.

"Come get me prick!" William and Hannah saw a figure in the rear view mirror like Rob's , and they looked behind them. Rob was being chased by the police chief, who had a baton. They were running straight for the car.

"No way.." William sat in disbelief, then suddenly jumped into action. He thrust the car back, so as Rob was able to hop inside. While doing so he didn't notice a tree and the car was scraped by a tree as it jumped over a curb. Rob was able to jump into the backseat, and Hannah jolted forward with the car.

Chief Ashton made a last ditch effort for the car, jumping for it as it drove away. He landed onto the concrete in a thud, and watched depressingly as his car disappeared.

But a sigh of relief from the gang could be heard as they pulled onto the street and headed for Williams house, where police still crowded the scene.

It was still just as a mess. Though most police cars had cleared up, there was yellow tape all around stage buildings and it was now completely night. People were being interviewed everywhere, and of course, the news was there.

Trying not to be suspicious, they parked the police car behind a row of trees and exited slowly, making sure not to alert the nearby officers.

William knew a back entrance thankfully, and making sure no one noticed, they got into the elevator. It dinged but it wasn't much of a problem as all the officers were outside.

Now they were safe in the elevator. No one had said a word since they were in the car, and it was awkward.

"Why are we here?" Robert demanded, groaning. He crossed his arms and leaned against the shaky elevator walls.

"Remember when Henry died? It was a terrible day. Everyone was talking about a curse that plagued our town. The Springfield curse. No one would stop talking about it." Hannah send depressingly.

Robert gasped, wide-eyed. He couldn't believe she had dragged them to here while on the run from the cops, just so she could bring back up some childhood rumor.

"That's what you brought us here for? This was a mistake honestly. I can't believe I even agreed to do this." Rob banged against the walls as the elevator stopped and rumbled.

"I don't care Rob. You can leave if you want, in fact I recommend you do. I honestly couldn't care less. I know more than you know, Robert. You're not that genius. I can save Williams mom. And stop the curse. Trust me, I will." The doors opened, and William and Hannah stepped out.

"You're going with her? William you can't possibly, you're just grieving. Trust me." Robert tried to convince William back, but he was addicted to helping his mother anyway he can.