Taking the turns? Nothing snap about that. I’m gonna need special ops just to keep the truck in the center of the lane. My eyes drift over to the passenger’s seat, catch sight of my cell phone and Haze’s painter’s mask sitting where his ass would be if he were any kind of friend. At a stop sign, I take the mask, place it over the empty headrest. There. Now it’s more like Haze is riding shotgun. For some reason, that calms me down. Do you have any idea how far it is from Sandusky to New York? I cast another glance at the mask before peeling away from the stop sign. “Five hundred and seventeen miles,” I say. “It’s for a good cause, though.” You just committed grand-theft auto. How could that possibly be for a good cause? “I’m a first timer with no criminal record. What’s one little felony?” One little felony means spending the best years of your life in jail. That’s the thing about jail. You can already be locked up in a certain way and no one else would ever know.
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