Chapter nineteen
Stage one :Hostility and Deceit
Illinois
Sneakers pounded against the sidewalk. I rose my head up and gazed at his dark sympathetic eyes.
" Hey, it's okay I'll pay half of the towing bill" uttered Oliver.
" Why?" I asked him" A deed for the day" he told me.
" It's not a loan?" I asked to be sure. He gave a nod.
" Write it" I said before we got back on his death ride to the towing company.
" A hundred and seventy five" counted the dispatcher. In a matter of minutes I approached Impossible to gawk in horror at her weary state.
The body was covered in dents , the front tyres were slashed and somebody hurled something at the window.
" Ah what has he done to you?" I cried as I touched her. He's going to pay!
Troy's P.O.V.
We had just been served lunch and I decided to read the newspaper I found on the bench.
Since we were cramped in this cell it took me a while to notice that officer Tusks beckoned me to get my first and only visit.
" Stewart, you got a visitor" he uttered against the murmurs.
I got out to be manhandled to the waiting room that was a minute away from the cell.
" Ah"
" Shut up" he snapped before he tossed me to the table were Nante was seated at.
She had a scowl on her face dead silent.
I thought this couldn't get more awkward but Nante proved me wrong.
"Bail?" I asked that made more lines run across her face.
So that's a no on bail!
" Can I ask why you're here?" I asked.
That seemed to have worked." To see you in jail and I think you know the other reason why I'm here" She answered.
" How is the truck"
"Great she got a beating of a life time and guess what you're going to pay for the damages" she faked a grin.
Just as predicted!
" Now give me the keys to Impossible" she added as she rested back and kicked under the table.
" I don't have the keys!" I told her."You lost them!"she shrieked.
" No I didn't because I didn't take them" I answered.
" Listen here Lucifer it's bad enough you took Impossible and got her wrecked it's another to steal the keys and lie about" she blabbered.
" I am not lying and I didn't steal the keys" I told her.
" Yes you did" she answered as " I had to hot wire her and walk all the way to the hostel"she snapped.
" Maybe if you were careful then you wouldn't have been in that situation" I replied.
" No contact" Tusks butted in.
We weren't that close. Although, I did move a little to hear her hiss at me.
I got onto my seat after her " Just tell them to give me the keys...please" she uttered.
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