Roman didn't say a thing at first, he was trying to concentrate on their path. "Boys scout."
A look of surprise passed through Zadia's face. "Really?"
He shook his head. "Nah, but that answer is better than the truth." He said, looking straight ahead.
Zadia could sense he didn't want to talk about it, so she didn't push him to. "Although I've never been to the woods until now, I have rock climbed before. After I stopped playing sports, my dad wanted me to find new hobbies. So, he decided to bring me to Oak Creek Canyon."
"How was it?"
"I hated every minute of it. I thought I was gonna die, even though I spent the entire week practicing for the climb. I knew if I told my dad I was scared as shit, he'd probably be disappointed... so I just did it anyway to please him."
"You rich kids do like pleasing people." He muttered as they were getting closer to their opening.
"How come you always find a way to bring up my social class?" She asked him. "It's like you want me to feel bad for being rich once upon a time ago, even though it wasn't my fault." Roman shushed her, his face frowning the closer he got to his car. "I don't know how many times I've got to explain that my parents are the rich ones, not me."
"My fucking car!" Roman shouted, dropping everything he was carrying to run towards his car. "What the fuck!" He cursed, looking at his busted windows.
"Damn." Said Zadia, looking at the damages. She knew he loved his car very much. Not only were his windows busted, but so were his tires. Deep scratches were on both ends of the sides. "Who the hell did you piss off?"
"I'm sure Roman already knows the answer to that." Someone said from behind them. As they went to turn around they could hear the sound of a gun clicking. "Hands up! Turn slowly, or there will be a bullet put into your skulls." The man behind them commanded.
Doing as told, they slowly turned around, coming face to face with a middle-aged, white park ranger. "Who the fuck are you and what the fuck do you want?" Roman asked.
"You looked familiar, so I ran your plates when you were coming in. Seems like we've hit the jackpot. That brother-in-law of yours is paying a pretty good price for you and her." He points his gun at Zadia, his face stern. The uniform he's wearing stuck onto his chubby body. "You tell me where I can find that baby and I'll be gentle when putting you in a cell."
"Fuck off!" Roman shouted. "If you looked up my plates, then you saw my classification number and you know who I work for."
"Son, I'm a federal law enforcement officer. I don't give a shit about who you work for." Said the officer. "Now drop to your fucking knees, so I can cuff you, or I'll shoot." He threatened. "And no funny business, or else that sniper will get ya."
"I'm not getting on my knees," Roman said and he was serious about it.
"I'm gonna count to three!"
Zadia didn't know what to do in this situation. Her hands were in the air, trembling as she waited for the outcome of this. She was scared, not just for her sake but for Roman too. If he died, then she wouldn't get out of this. She wouldn't get her freedom... all of this would be for nothing. Her mouth opened, preparing to say something, anything that could come to mind, but she didn't say a thing. "Zadia!" Roman called her name and her head snapped towards him. "Run!" He told her and she took off, running back in the direction they came from.
Roman tackled the officer to the ground, trying to get the gun from his hands. He could hear the sound of another gun shooting and bullets hitting the ground where he was. Turns out there was a sniper near. His car shielded him from the incoming bullets. He slammed the officer's hand down into the ground, trying to pry it out of his hands. When that wasn't working Roman used his other hand to choke him, but the officer didn't go down without a fight. He used his elbow to get Roman's hand from around his neck and kicked as hard as he could, sending Roman flying back. But before he could aim his gun and shoot, Roman head-butted him.
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