Page 40 of Gin & Jewels
“I can’t sit around and eat fucking ice cream,” he groaned.
“Then leave,” I barked again.
“You gonna turn me in?” He crossed his arms over his chest as I scooped the ice cream into a blender.
“No,” I stated, though if it ever came down to it, I would. He was the one who’d shot a fucking gun that wasn’t supposed to be loaded.
“Then I’m out of here until things settle down. Don’t do anything with the jewelry without me.”
“Peace.”
While he stormed out the front door, I finished making Cassie’s favorite milkshake. It was the least I could do since I’d forgotten her birthday.
As I blended the ingredients, I kept thinking that maybe Micky was right. From what I knew, cops usually made their busts in the mornings, sometimes just as the sun was coming up. What if the guy went back and told the cops everything he knew, and they were preparing the warrants for our arrests? I couldn’t let that happen. But I knew Cassie wouldn’t leave with me, but I wasn’t going to leave her behind even if she had betrayed me. She was my sister, and my parents would be pissed, even if they were dead.
Thinking about what I had on hand, I ran up to my room and grabbed a capsule of Molly. Before I exited the room, I realized I needed a downer. She needed to be able to walk and talk but not be lucid. Plus, I didn’t want her to remember because the less she knew, the better. I grabbed the sedative and went back down to the blender, where I pulled the Molly capsule apart, and threw the powder in with the sleep aid tablet.
After putting the milkshake into a glass with a straw, I went upstairs just as Cassie was exiting the bathroom. “Happy birthday, Little Dove.”
She grinned. “You made me a milkshake?”
“It’s a little treat before bed.”
“Just like Dad used to give me sometimes as our little secret.”
I smiled even though I was about to flip her world upside down again. “Yeah, just like Dad used to give you.”
Sun shined across my face,causing me to wake, and instantly, my head started to pound. When I opened my eyes, I realized that I wasn’t in my bed, but instead, I was in the backseat of a car. I didn’t remember getting into a car. The last thing I remembered was Keith giving me a milkshake. I didn’t remember falling asleep or even finishing the drink. Panic started to race through my entire body as I sat up.
“Keith?”
“Hey, sleepyhead,” he said, looking at me in the rearview mirror.
“What’s happening? Where are we?” I couldn’t see anything for miles except the open road. It looked like a desert.
“We’re almost to New Mexico.”
“Wait. What?” I balked.
“I know you have a lot of questions, and once we get to Albuquerque, I’ll explain it all.”
“Albuquerque? Why are we going to Albuquerque?” My head was throbbing from the bright light.
“That’s only our first stop.”
“What does that mean?” I rubbed my temples as I tried to process what he was saying.
“We’re headed for Nashville.”
I blinked. “Nashville? I can’t go to Nashville. I have a job, Keith!”
“You might want to call them and tell them you aren’t coming back.”
“Aren’t coming back? What the hell? Turn the fucking car around!” I yelled, causing my head to pound more. Was this what happened when you drank alcohol?
He sighed. “Cassie, shit is getting crazy. You have some sort of relationship with the guy who had me in a chokehold, and you said that he has friends who are cops and FBI agents. We had to get away.”
“We?Wedon’t even know if he was working on the robbery.”
