Gods of Crime

IV.

Being born into this lifestyle assumes my fate into two options: death or imprisonment.

Every day I feel my fate lurking; but right now, it feels closer than ever.

Without thinking, I pressed her name on my phone and waited for an answer.

"Hello?" Her voice floated through the speaker.

"Sage...please listen to me. I'm being chased by the police right now and my outcome isn't looking so good. I just need to tell you this while I have a chance to," I rambled while clutching onto the steering wheel.

"What is going on with you?", she cries into the phone. "They were chasing down my men. I had to let them go ahead of me, so they can take our shipment back to our quarters. On top of that, our rival gang may be plotting an ambush as we speak." I explained breathlessly.

"This is what I am, Sage. I scam, steal, and kill. I'm a criminal. I live in danger and paranoia every day."

I hear her sigh through the phone, "No matter what you are or what you're involved in, I just want you to be okay. Promise me that I'll actually see you one more time... and that you'll still be breathing."

"I want to promise you all those things. Don't worry I sigh as I hear the sirens getting even closer. "They're going to arrest me. I don't know how long they'll sentence me, but at this point, I just have to accept the consequences. They won't stop the chase until they catch me."

I watch Cade lead my men to the nearest exit on the highway, drifting away from the madness.

I stepped on the brakes, stopping the car and the world around me.

"Exit the vehicle with your hands above your head!" one officer screams.

Her sobs become louder through my phone's speaker.

"I love you, Sage. Take care," I conclude as I hang up.

I swing my door open and stand next to my car with my hands above my head, staring at the officers ahead of me. I feel the cold metal of my ring on the back of my head.

"Sorry, dad," I whisper, completely defeated.