Chapter 25 Between Heartbeats

• My body shifts, jostling with the black SUV as Rick drives us through the uneven terrain of the unpaved road in the middle of God knows where. Beside Marcel, I sit in the back seat, the middle seat conspicuously empty between us as Frank sits on the passenger’s seat, beside Rick. With my hands on my lap, I find myself fixated on them, twiddling my fingers beneath the sleeves of my sweater in my desperate attempt to find comfort that I haven’t been able to since I stepped foot into this vehicle, almost an hour ago.
• I like to think that if there wasn’t another black SUV trailing behind us, carrying Guillermo and three of his men, I’d be far less stressed. However, given that I’ve hardly given him any thought within the past hour, I know that my anxiety has nothing to do with him and everything to do with the three explosives we’re transporting in the trunk space.
• If they fail…I’m just gonna kill myself ‘cause ain’t no way.