The Final Destination | Round Seven - Brown Belt

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BROWN

"Brown represents the ripening of the seed, a maturing and harvesting process. A brown belt is an advanced student whose techniques are beginning to mature, and he is beginning to understand the fruits of his hard work as a beginner."

Prompt: Write a 2k-word one-shot. The prompt is open, anything action-packed with three things incorporated into the story:

A betrayal no one saw coming.

The words: "Building trust is the first step in the perfect betrayal."

And end with a cliffhanger.

Word count must be between 1900 (min) and 2000 (max).

Total Word Count: 1922

"Jackson, we've been driving for six hours

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"Jackson, we've been driving for six hours. I have to pee!"

Jenna Prym and Jackson Briggs set out on a journey down the west coast of the United States, following locations sent to them via text message for each stop.

He glanced down at the dash; it was time to stop for gas.

"Find us a gas station along the route."

Jenna quickly grabbed the navigation device and searched for upcoming gas stations, adding one along the route.

"What do you think the next stop will be?" She asked, looking back at the small crates in the backseat.

"I don't know. I'm not even sure what's inside these things."

Reaching back, she picked at one of the lids.

"Should we look inside?"

"No." Jackson snapped his eyes to her. "You heard the rules. Absolutely no looking inside before reaching the final destination. You'll get us banned from this circle."

Facing forward, she chuckled at her ridiculous thoughts.

"What if we're running drugs for a drug cartel? That'd be crazy, wouldn't it?"

Looking over, she watched her best friend click his tongue against the roof of his mouth roll his eyes.

"Don't be ludicrous. I'm betting these crates are filled with nothing but styrofoam peanuts or paper. Keep in mind, the main goal here is to get to the final location first. That's when the big job will be handed out."

"So, this is just a trial run?"

"Yep."

Turning into the gas station, Jenna opened her door before he had the car in park and ran inside to find the restroom, while he got out and filled the tank. When they pulled out minutes later, Jackson's phone dinged with a text.

"That's the next location. Open it and tell me the coordinates."

Jenna took the phone and opened the message.

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