𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀,, hobie brown.

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐗𝐗𝐗𝐈𝐕.

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Hobie Brown

"I'll be in after I fill her up." I tell her while hopping out of the car towards the gas meter. I only needed a splash that was just enough to make sure we made it all the way to Washington without having to stop.

She nods while walking off towards the small gas station, leaving her phone in the car. I watched her toss her braids behind her shoulders, tucking a few braids before her ears. She casually walked into the store, disappearing from my sight as the bell chimed.

I turned towards the gas meter, gripping the pump and sticking it into the gas tank. I leaned against the side of the car with my back facing the highway, my senses were completely calm; the drive so far was something I needed.

We really were in the middle of nowhere, probably the only customers who had come through all day.
Seconds later I felt my senses start to pick up, but I pushed them to the side thinking it was just the nerves of being out here in the open with her. After reading over the files I was given, it made sense as to why I was so on edge. If she was the reason for everything occurring, then it only makes sense as to why I wanted to keep her safe.

Snapping me out of my thoughts, I felt my pants starting to vibrate in rhythm, making me fish my hands in my back pocket to retrieve my phone. I peered down and saw it was Opium, I had no idea why he was calling. He usually texted. I hit the green accept button and brought it up to my ear.

"Yo." I answered while turning to the meter and watched the number rise.

"Please fucking tell me you are not driving a gray convertible that just stopped at a gas station?" He asked immediately in a state of panic.

I looked down at the convertible and chuckled. "I mean it wasn't the car that i wanted, but it was the car left for me to drive, so yeah." I shrug.

"You need to fucking go!" He shouts, making me wince and pull the speaker away from my ear.

"Why? How do you even know where I am?" I furrowed my brows, it was too early for his little games.

"Because you got set up! They switched out the hotel employees after draining the original one of his blood. They put a tracker in your car!"

I froze in my stance, my senses really now picking up as I slowly turned my head to the open road, and right as I did I saw something I didn't want to see. A large black range rover was flying down the long empty road towards the empty gas station. They were a good distance away, but close enough that I had no time to act. Those cars meant nothing but bad news to me.