Instead,
Will shot a glance over his shoulder to see if his pursuers were still after
him; and of course they were. Will
didn’t think either of them looked even remotely winded. He did notice a red muscle car behind them.
He hoped the driver would try to help somehow.
When the car pulled up alongside
him, Will was a little puzzled when it didn’t drive past. But the passenger
side window rolled down, and Adam shouted, “BRO… GET. IN. THE. CAR.”
Will grabbed the door handle, pulled, found
it locked, and then leapt into the window. Adam sped off, with his legs still
hanging out, but Will pulled himself inside and set the briefcase on the
floormat. “Thanks,” he said, “I was pretty sure I was fucked back there.”
“You were, ‘til I showed up!” He
said, “Who were those guys? I haven’t seen them around before.”
“Members of… a gang,” Will said, “Organized
crime.”
“Shit, man, what are you doing
getting caught up with them,” he said, “You’re like on your way to Harvard. You
can’t be getting mixed up with those punks.”
“I never expected you to moralize
me,” Will said, “Thanks. But I didn’t try to get mixed up with them. They’re
after the briefcase, and I have to deliver it somewhere or else… Well, it’s
complicated and I don’t really know how to describe it. You know?”
“Not really,” he said, “Where did
you want me to drop you off?”
“Downtown,” Will said, “There’s a
warehouse I need to get to.”
“You know where?” He asked.
“It’s on North Street,” Will said.
“That
fucking warehouse?” He asked.
“Yeah.”
“I heard it was haunted by
vampires,” he said.
“That’s reassuring,” Will said.
In a few minutes they got there.
Will stayed quiet, looking in the rearview to see if anyone was still following
them. He expected to get a phone call from the girl at any moment.
After Adam parallel parked next to
the front door, he shut off the engine.
“No,” Will said, “You should get
going. I’ll walk home.”
“Are you sure?” Adam asked, “What if
those punks show up again?”
“They won’t care,” Will said, “They
were after the briefcase. Plus, there’s less places for them to get me in
Downtown that won’t have people watching.”
“Ok,” he said, “Call me if you need
a ride home somewhere. Or some help in a fight. Bro. I can grab my baseball bat
and give you assistance anytime.”
“Thanks, but I think these kids
would probably be able to deal with a baseball bat,” Will said. He opened the
door, “I appreciate it though.”
“No prob,” Adam said, “Good luck
with your briefcase. I hope you don’t get jumped like that one kid did.”
“Thanks,” Will said, “Seeya.”
“Seeya,” Adam said.
Will shut the car door and stood
before the warehouse. He stepped around to the side door and turned the knob.
The door swung open and he stepped inside. He closed it behind him.
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