MECHANIC | Rafe Cameron - JJ Maybank - Outerbanks

25 - eyefucking

John B cleared his throat nervously. His eyes scanned the police station. The secretary was chatting over radio with someone. "Are you there?".

"Uhm excuse me ma'am", John B spoke and the woman looked at him. Her voice was cold:"Now is not a good time, kid".

"I know who shot the sheriff". Her gaze set on him as she lifted him her finger and told John B to stay put.
Just when she was about to go and grab a deputy, the radio went off once again.

"Central, three Vick. We have a suspect in our 31. John Routledge".
John Bs heart dropped as the secretary stopped moving in shock.

The radio continued, perfectly describing what John B was wearing. "16 year old white male. Six foot. Last seen wearing a 'Bad Brains' Tshirt and a faded red hoodie".

"Copy that", the secretary said and looked at John B,"Just breathe, all right?".

"Hands where I can see them", a deputy entered, his gaze fixed on John B.

JB felt like a deer on a highway looking straight into the headlight of a car coming his way. He whispered:"I- I didn't do it".

"Don't -", the deputy said, but John B had already turned around and started to run,"move!".

Guns cocked while John B ran away from the cops, he ran up to the black Nissan thanking god that Anastasia was already behind the steering wheel.

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"Why did you give me these?", JJ asked once Anastasia handed something to the backseat, looking at the license plates.

Anastasia sighed, her gaze fixed on the entrance to the police station:"I have a bad feeling we're gonna have to run from the cops".

"God no", Pope groaned and ran his hands over his face,"Don't drive too fast or I'll throw up".

"Dude!", Kiara hit Pope on his shoulder. JJ on the other hand tried hard to not get hit. "Don't give him more weed, JJ".

"Nah bro don't listen to her", Pope whined,"I need more". JJ just chuckled and handed his friend a vape. Kiara rolled her eyes hard. But before she could say anything, the car revved up aggressively.

John B pushed the door of the police station open and Anastasia could already see three deputies behind him, all pointing their guns at John B. Anastasia muttered underneath her breath, watching John B run around the car to the passenger seat:"Here we go again".

Anastasia started to drive before he had even managed to close the door behind him. The car revved up at full speed, the deputies had no chance. All they could do was to watch the black lights.
"Neat Neat Neat" by The Damned was playing on the stereo.

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The brunette got out of her car, hands still shaking after the race she just won against the fucking police. John B and JJ were still sitting in her Nissan, discussing their options. Pope was throwing up in the woods and Kiara followed him, playing mental support. His stomach couldn't take the weed and the way Anastasia just had do drive.

They had do take a different car, Anastasia knew right away. But she didn't want the car of Kiara's parents, like Kie offered. Of course the cops would look for John Bs friends and whatever vehicles they could get.

So Anastasia decided to take a totally different car, one that would even meet her standards.

"What's your plan?", JJ asked once he go out of the Nissan, that was parked in a shed in the woods. He saw Anastasia working on an old motorcycle that was left standing in this shed for quite a while.