“Thank you, Ione. I owe you.”
My watch says that was 5 hours ago. She’ll be another hour. The black sedan was still parked at St. Joseph’s where those boys took my car. He must have orders to only follow. But I couldn’t be sure.
Those “boys” were a God send. Good guys who’s idea of a good time involves mayhem. “If you need a place to hide, we’ve got a place” they told me. With Ione coming for Brogan, I nervously accepted.
An hour later I was in an abandoned bark mill. Sitting against the cold bricks, I knew I needed to make one more phone call.
Just as soon as I’m in cell phone range.
This is a continuation of an experiment. I think this story is about to make a u-turn! Each week there is a 100 word short story photo prompt challenge posed by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. My challenge to myself is to connect these photos into one seamless story. Click the blue frog to read other stories inspired by this photo.