Fated to You

Chapter 1: Wild heart and Car Chase

At a diner, in the outskirts in Las Vegas

“Nick, have you located them?” Mrs. Armstrong walks within her office and closes the door shut. She places the phone in between her shoulder and ear so that she can take off her overcoat and places it on the coat hanger.

Nick was sitting inside of a small diner in the outskirts of Nevada looking at Freen walking from table to table picking up dirty dishes and taking orders. Her movements lead him to Becky, standing behind the counter, taking Freen’s orders and walking with them to the back. They have been running away from Mrs. Armstrong for a while and Nick had just recently managed to catch up with them when he received a call from one of his ‘pals’. He had been running around the country for two months now and just two days ago heard that the girls rested and found a job in a small dinner in the outskirts of the City of Las Vegas.

“Yes ma’am. I am looking at them right now.” Nick sees Becky walking back to the counter to take the dirty dishes from Freen’s hands. She leans herself forward and grabs Freen’s collar and pulls it towards her and kisses her. “They are at a small diner in Las Vegas.”

Mrs. Armstrong walks to her large mahogany desk and opens her monitor, “What are they doing at the diner?”

“They are working Mrs.Armstrong. I asked around and it seems they have been working there for about four days now.” Nick explains, still keeping his eyes on the two girls.

Mrs. Armstrong leans back on her chair as she slides her glasses down, “What is my daughter doing at a diner in Las Vegas working Nick?”

“They were running low on cash…”

“I know. I checked my accounts for the past few weeks. I thought if I cut all of Becky’s credit cards she would stop her foolishness and come back.” Mrs. Armstrong sighs. Becky has been a pain for her ever since she met that girl Freen. She knows her daughter too well; Becky will run back soon. If not on her own, it will be her way and she’ll make sure that way is painful enough for her to learn her lesson. “You have your team ready Nick? I don’t want any mistakes here.”

Nick brings the paper further up, hiding his face to avoid the questioning glance of Becky from behind the counter. “Don’t worry ma’am. They are ready to follow with the plan tomorrow as planned.” He says.

“Good. Don’t fail me Nick.” Mrs. Armstrong slides the glasses up her nose and sits upright on her comfy chair. When you stay hours on end sitting in an office, back pains are sure to become constant, “I want her back here within the next few hours.”

“Roger.” Nick hangs up. He places the news paper back down and takes out his wallet to leave a tip and then walks out of the diner under the suspicious stare of Becky.

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As Becky wipes the surface of the counter, her eyes roam upon his back; having a certain sense of recognition but couldn’t quite put two and two. She can bet that she saw that back somewhere. She just doesn’t know where though. The fact that they’ve been on the run for about two months now from her mother, made her feel a bit more paranoid. They reach a town and have to leave a week after once they see something or someone suspicious enough to continue running. And though they’ve both living on edge for the past few weeks, they have been the most happiest.

Becky watches as Freen saunters around the diner, smiling and talking with the customers who love her very much. Who wouldn’t love her baby? She’s amazing. And her smile, her laugh, her eyes, her hair, her legs, her ass…those tight, uplifted, perfectly shaped…