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Chapter 3

🛣 Road Kill

Jack was taking a really long time to do his business and I was starting to have my doubts. His retraining jacket was still attached to him so I don't think he would have escaped but just to make sure I went to go check up on him. I saw him going to the bushes last I checked but as I squinted to see if he was there I saw nothing but dust. Oh my god I let a serial killer loose. Boss is going to kill me.

I felt my pocket. The keys were still there. How far can he get on foot when I have the van and if this was a diversion, there are no keys in the ignition so he can't drive away. Unless he was planning on hot wiring the van but in his retraining jacket? I don't think it'd work although with this guy anything is possible. I pulled out the gun I had on me. The time was up from the timer I had set for him and I bluffed about shooting him.

How can I kill the one person I was supposed to work with? Of course I was bluffing when I said that. Boss wouldn't be happy if I actually shot him and I wouldn't get my cheque or my bonus. Yes, I was in it for the money but how was I supposed to support myself if I was jobless and shooting people was the only way to pay the bills and now working with a serial killer who just happened to escape? I hope I don't get fired for this.

I kept my gun tight in my grasp. He must be hiding. I thought as I looked around the waste land of a desert I was still standing in. Some tumble weed blew past as a slight warm breeze blew. I felt my finger rub against the trigger of the gun and I looked around.

Where the hell is he? I thought as I walked forward to the bush I last saw him at. I looked at the ground seeing his silver cuffs? He escaped? I was about to turn around when suddenly I was lunged in the chest. I felt my body hit the ground as I landed on my back.

I shook my head trying to get up and trying to grab the gun I had on me but it was a distance away from me and I wasn't sure who was on top of me until I saw Jack. Was he going to kill me. My eyes went wide. I didn't think I'd be in a situation like this. I'm not afraid of him even though he's known renownedly for his murders.

"Damn it," I heard him cussing at himself, "I can't kill her."

When my eyes fell down to where his hands were I realised he had a blade in hand but he looked reluctant to use it, on me? He was planing to kill me? But changed his mind? How did he get the blade, anyway? He looked into my eyes intently in our moment of silence and my moment of realisation that I was so close to being stabbed in the jugular.

I gulped, taking in some air, afraid that if I said something that unsettled him, he'd stab me for sure. I just looked at him, wide eyed and just laid there. My blood as cold as ice. I was calm. I tried my best to stay calm given the situation and after he had calmed too I heard the sound of something metallic hitting the ground. Jack had thrown the knife away and stood up dusting himself off and then he put out his hand to help me? What?

After I dusted myself off, still seated on the gravel like surface, I took Jacks hand that seemed to encompass mine and pulled myself up as he kept a strong grip on my hand and provided me the stability I needed to not fall over. I gave him a blank look as I stood in front of him. He tried to kill me. Of course I wasn't going to be happy about it.

I just walked away from him after that and picked up my gun. I dusted it off. It seemed to have some orange dirt on it from the desert we were in. I picked up the cuffs he had left by the bush before I made my way back to the van. To my surprise, Jack was already inside the van. I told him to come out and turn around and then I cuffed him again. I hope he doesn't pull this stunt again. He went back inside the van after he was cuffed and I tapped the back of the van door twice after I had closed it and then locked it.

The Guard at the asylum was right. Jack needed to be fully secured at all times otherwise I might not be as lucky next time. Jack wasn't insane yet but from the stories I heard, I wouldn't want to be around when he loses his sanity. I don't know what made him refuse to kill me. I know he wanted to. I was an assassin but one that doesn't get their hands dirty. I was a sniper. When people get shot out of nowhere, that's me but I never dealt in close combat fights.

Jack was a killer which obviously meant that he did. This meant that I had to learn how to protect myself from him now on, to avoid this from ever happening again. I have to protect myself from my partner. I got into the drivers seat after I made sure the outside lock of the van was secured and kept my focus as I put my seatbelt on, put the keys in the ignition and started up the van. We were on the road again. Hopefully we'll be by boss in no time.

To be continued...

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