Sirens. Lights. Beeps. Bullhorns.
On a full speed police chase, trying to find a way to get away from them. Going in crazy directions, not knowing where I’m going myself.
“Alicia Graham! Pull over. We’ve given you too many chances. Pull over now!”
With a smirk, I speed up, buckling my seatbelt in the process. I made a sharp turn to the left, then one to the right. I lost half. Time to get rid of the rest.
I made a beeline to the state border, knowing that the police won’t be able to cross. As soon as I turned, I lost the other half, crossing the border. Perfect…
I drove for about six hours until I reached a hotel. When I walked inside, I slumped down on a couch.
“How may I help you?” I sat up and saw the bellman.
“Umm...Can I get a room for one?”
“Sure.” He turned around and grabbed a pair of keys and threw them to me.
“How much do I need to pay?”
“You don’t have to.” he said.
With a smirk, I walked upstairs to my room. Once the door was unlocked, I fell on the bed and got some sleep that I wasn’t able to reach about six hours ago.