Chapter 794

• Zain looked at the restaurant again. Hopefully, the waitress was chatty enough that he could get enough air out of her tire. He almost felt bad. Changing it in this snow was going to suck. Shaking his hand that was half frozen, he stood up and looked at the door across the street again. “That’s going to have to do.” He hefted his bag onto his back and took off running between two smaller buildings. When he reached the lot, they’d cut through, he veered and ran along the very edge of the building.
• He stopped at the corner and hoped he was right about the buildings being close enough that she wouldn’t be able to see him. “Had to be a wolf.” He blew out a quick breath and started running again. He almost stopped when he remembered his gun. Damn. Not that he’d have used it to shoot someone. It was intended more for a bluff if he needed it. Later, when he wasn’t running for his life, he’d have to figure out how she knew what she did. It had to be that wolf prisoner. Who was the traitor? It wasn’t Barack, that much he knew.
• Looking at a map would have been a good idea before he started out like this, he thought about fifteen minutes later. He was honestly shocked that she’d agreed to go get the coffee. It had been the only thing he could think of. Climbing out the bathroom window had also popped into his head, but he needed his bag. It had everything in it. The first break he took from his energetic run, he was getting the keys and list and putting them in his run pack. If he could make it to one of the cars or houses, he could hide out for a few days until she headed the wrong way. He couldn’t go to Chicago, but that was the direction she was going to think he went. He hoped.