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Two Days Later.
It seemed what I was mumbling after exiting the club, was actually an address.
And thankfully, although I passed out and was clearly hurt, the four ladies had drove me to this address.
This address being a safe house.
And thankfully they stayed with me until I woke up a mere few hours later. By a few hours I mean by the time I woke up it was about ten p.m.
They offered to take me to the hospital, but I refused. The last thing I needed was to go to hospital and have Ralph find me and kidnap me from there.
I profusely thanked all of them, telling them I was fine and that they could go home, before I patched myself up.
But before they left, they told me the latest news on the club was that it had almost fully burnt down and that bodies had been found burnt inside of it. There was now a full investigation going on as to how it all started. But that wasn't going to be completed for a few more days now.
I wished the two of them the best of luck, thanked them again before bidding them a farewell.
I was on my own after that.
But by that time I knew that Ralph wasn't coming for me, or at least he didn't know where I was.
He had nothing on me that would lead him here. And that made me feel really safe.
But I knew the only way I could truly be safe, was to get back to my family where we could create a plan to really take him down for once and for all.
So I did the thing I knew I needed to do...
I ran.
Or more like hitch hiked.
I found the couple of hundred dollars that I had stashed away in my body suit when I took a shower.
My head rested against the shower wall and the water poured down my back. My brain taking in everything that it could.
I don't even know how I remembered the address of this place let alone managed to say it out loud while being dosed up on drugs. I didn't even know what I was saying, but I did.
This place was a safe house that Artimus had told me about a handful of times many years ago when he often had people on missions here in Las Vegas that needed somewhere to stay.
He had multiple places like these all over the country, but I thought I'd sold them all off when he'd passed. I guess I missed it.
But it still had enough food to last twenty people for like ten years and it had a whole closet full of different sized clothes and it also had an armory full of weapons. It had everything I needed.
