Mermaids exist? (Sander Sides)

Chapter Eleven

ItzChara

I don't know what to put-

Oh yeah

TW: Mention of abuse

Janus let out a sigh as they stopped, then quickly got out, grabbing the clothes and putting them in a pile a few feet away in the dead grass.

Zyler, handing Janus his lighter the gasoline from the trunk: Here you go, I'll be in the car.

Janus nodded, unable to help but glance at Zylers scarred finger tips as he took the lighter. He knew that he didn't like large fires after being abused with it as a kid.Once he saw he was in the back of the car and busy with something else, he set fire to the clothes, having out some grass on them. As he watched the pile burn he listened for cops, humming quietly.

Janus stomped out the fire, satisfied sith the burned away clothes, the bits that remained now just charred pieces of unidentifiable fabric. He went back to the car and got in, buckling in and handing Zyler his lighter back.

Zyler: Ready to go home?

Janus, nodding: To my house? Yes. And if you want we can go to your apartment first.

Zyler, shaking his head and starting the car: No way! I'll stay with you tonight in case you get found.

Janus, mumbling: It's unlikely I will be, but okay... at least you can help take off the license plates. I'll get new ones or something... maybe a new car entirely.

Zyler laughed as he pulled out from the abandoned parking field, then got back on the road to start zooming to Janus' house.

Zyler: If you get a new car can I have this one?

Janus, smacking his arm: No! You bum, get your own! Its not my fault you use public transit.

Zyler, serious now: I can't be tracked with it. This town doesn't ask names when you get a train or bus ticket. You just get your ticket and go. Most of them only have cameras at the stations, and those are so low quality that I can move fast to avoid being ID'd on them.

Zyler spoke again after a moment of tense quiet: Do you remember the usual plan?

Janus nods: I do. Just remember you're the priority escapist this time. I can be left, because if they're at my house then I might as well be taken. They'll know who I am.

Janus relaxes, turning on the radio: What should we have for lunch?

*With Thomas, Logan and Virgil*

Thomas calls the police officer who is helping him with the case.

Thomas: We know where the kidnapper is and his name.

Police Officer: Where does he live?

Thomas: I'm going to tell you but you have to hide. I know someone who knows him so they're going to talk before we have to use force. Is that okay we you?

Police Officer: Okay.

Thomas: He lives on **** Wow I Can't Come Up With Anything boulevard.

Police Officer: Thank you. I'll make sure he doesn't know I'm coming.

Thomas: Thanks.

Thomas hangs up.

Thomas: Virgil, you're going to try and get information. Just don't act like Roman and Patton are your friends because that might lead him to hurt them.

Virgil: Got it.

*focus change*

Janus and Zyler got back to his house, and Zyler tosses the keys to Janus before humming and going to the back of the car, literally tearing off the license plate before doing the same to the front.

Zyler, walking toward the side of the house: I'm going to go throw them in the lake!

Janus, humming: Okay, I'll go make lunch.

Zyler continues to the backyard, then down to the lake while Janus locks the car and goes inside, sighing. He locked the front door, knowing Zyler would get in with the hidden key to the backyard.Washing his hands first, he started prepping to just make a salad, the agreed upon lunch they'd have. When Zyler cane back inside, he tossed off his shoes and locked the back door, washing his hands and being forced to help chop vegetables.

(I'm going to real quick describe his house just its two story, the lower story having the living room, kitchen/dining room, and a (kinda) walk in linen closet, while the upstairs has his master bedroom and attached bathroom as well as a guest room, an entertainment room, and another guest bathroom.)