I loved her, even if she never knew my name. She was my Ariel, and I know I am her Eric.
No matter what she says.
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"Fuck!" he had sworn, swerving as he slammed leaned back into position.
I couldn't stop for the police if they were hunting for me, that'd be like throwing myself to the wolves.
Bracing my hands on the wheel, I had taken a deep breath and pushed the pedal down.
The truck was beautiful, following the command without question, speeding up. The officer had seemed to grin in the rearview mirror, and that was the start of the chase.
Now, when I first climbed into the truck I didn't have a game plan. All that was on my mind was to get the hell out of there, find a lovely perch, and total the truck like ten miles away from the new camp and carry my jewel there.
But, that wasn't gonna happen with the pigs following me. Instead, I was forced to drive without a plan, only going anywhere that would pique my fancy.
