The Roadtrip

twenty-five

"How's it look?" I asked.

He reached up and pulled on a wet curl framing my face. "I like it," He whispered. The cinnamon orange color looked better then I thought it would. Hopefully our little disguises worked.

It was late now. I had just finished showering. Will and I had munched on the snacks I had stolen earlier for dinner. But I could still see something in his eyes.

So I sat down on the bed.

The corner of his mouth pulled up into a little smile. His eyebrows rose at me. I nodded. "Take your pants off," He said. I did as he said, he watched as I slid off the sweats I put on after the shower. "Panties off too," He added. I listened.

Knock Knock

A gentle sound came from the door.

My heart dropped. Will stared at the door for a moment before moving quietly towards his gun, grabbing it. I still on the mattress as he creeped toward the door, gun pointed downward.

He looked through the peep hole the paused. "Will," I whispered as he unlocked the door. Keeping it only one quarter of the way open never undoing the little chain. "Can I help you?" He asked the stranger on the other side.

Whoever it was spoke quietly, I couldn't hear anything. "Uhh....no I'm not. I'm good thank you," He said. The person spoke some more. Will nodded. "Can I ask who you work for?" He said. Will nodded again at whatever the person said. "No-I don't-I might need something later," He said. The person spoke again. He reached his hand out and took something from them. "Thank you," He said before closing the door.

Will turned around with a business card in his hand. He grabbed the nearest sweater and the car keys. "Where are you going? Who was that?" I asked.

"Prostitute," He said. "Huh?" I said. "Yeah, apparently they usually take clients here, she thought that was the reason I stayed here tonight," He said putting on his shoes.

"So what? Are you going to meet her?" I asked watching him get ready to leave. "Please Maria, you heard me tell her no," He said. "I'm going to meet her boss," He said holding out the card. I reached for it.

Vikcrov Whores and Strippers
3467 Canon Drive
777-696-6969 open 9pm-5am
Monday-Sunday 𓁷

"Why?" I asked. "I told you, we have to launder the money," He said. "Are you going alone, right now?" I asked. "Its better I do, a pimp operating this freely in a small town means this place must not be very good, it's better I go see what we're dealing with first," He said

"And we don't have much time Maria, they only open at night, I want nothing more than to finish what we started but we need to keep moving. That cashier back at the gas station has already talked to the police by now. They know we're headed North. We need to do everything to make sure we make it across the border as fast as possible," He said.

I nodded. He walked over to me leaning downward. "We're gonna get over the boarder and you'll be safe, just trust me," He said. I nodded again.

He stalked over to the door and the left. I sat on the edge of the bed feeling warm. Now what? How could I sleep knowing he was out there in the pimp town?

But it had been a long day. I laid my head down scooting further up. Before I knew it my eye lids were growing heavy.

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When my eyes peeled open the next morning all I could here was the shower running. I barely heard him get back last night, I remember feeling his heavy arm wrap itself around me. I also recalled the smell of salty ocean water. Before I could even dwell on the thought Will stepped out of the bathroom butt naked. I quickly shut my eyes and pretended to be asleep again.

His glistening abs, the tattoos lining his form, and his dick, all to much. I waited until he was fully dressed to make it known I was awake. "Morning," I said. "You need to get ready, we're on a time crunch," He said. "What happened last night?" I asked.

"I figured it out, like I said I would," He said. "Really, that easy?" I asked. "Don't worry, I talked to the manager at the strip club. Vikcrov wasn't there last night but I got them on the same page," He said. "About what?" I asked. "Cleaning the money," He said.

"How did you manage that?" I asked. "Easy, I offered them ten grand," He said.

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"Wait so it has to be a cash business for the laundering to work?" I asked. "It has to be a business with heavy cash flow, that's how you can alter the books and clean the cash. Say you buy new air conditioners for your business, it cost you seven hundred in total, you pay cash then you lie and say it cost thirteen hundred, add your dirty cash in to fill the gap. Keep that up and you can clean so much money," He said.

"That's a simpler version but yes that's mostly it," He  said. "How do you know this? Is this just common criminal knowledge?" I asked. "I used to help my mom and uncle clean cash," He said.

His mom, he never mentioned any of his parents before. What happened to her? Where did she go?

He turned the steering wheel into a rundown shopping center. There it was.

Essence 

Is pink cursive letters. A brothel? A strip club? Both? Will was right, there was something seriously off about him being able run around so freely, matter fact the whole town seemed off. We hadn't really seen anyone around while we were driving. So far the only two people we had met were the prostitute and the guy who worked at the motel and I actually hadn't seen either.

There was something eerie about the rundown housing and buildings and the shady business willingly helping us with no second thought was also a bit fishy.

Will parked the car.

"You trust me right?" He asked.

Something was off.

"....why?" I asked.

Will pulled out his gun from his waist band,

then he pointed it at me.

"Will?" I squeaked.

"Shut the fuck up and give me your hands," He said. "W-What?" I asked staring a the barrel of the gun. "Give me your hands now Maria," He bellowed. I looked at him in confusion. What was happening?

He placed his finger on the trigger. "Maria, give me your hands now," He said. Timidly I brought them up, he quickly reached for some duck tape and tied my hands together. "W-Will?" I called out still unsure.

"Shut the fuck up," He said as he turned to exit the car. I was hyperventilating as I watched him make his way around the car towards my door.

Opening my door he gestured for me to climb out. I stared at him. "Get out of the car," He said venomously. I did as he said, stepping into the white gravel. He opened the backseat door and pulled out the suitcase. Then he took my forearm and yanked me towards the entrance.

A bodyguard stood outside of it. He took one look at me with my tied up hands and stepped aside. What the hell was happening?

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y'all was saying the last chapter was short so here y'all go! another update.