Cheyenne felt as if she
were going to pass out at the thought. She had been lying down on the seats in
the back of the car. Worried. "Where are you taking me?" she wailed
to the front seat where a man had been driving.
"I can't tell
you," Griffin replied "I can't give you any information to
where we are going." He said this knowing that he didn't know where he
would take the girl either. Where will I keep her? I
can't let her go now. My description would be on every channel on TV and
broadcast on every station over the radio. These thoughts kept occurring to him.
"You will find out
soon enough where I will keep you. And I will let you go. Just not anytime
soon."
"Well you cannot
keep me for long. Everyone is probably wondering where I am." Cheyenne
replied.
"And that's a
problem. You will tell them everything that you know."
"I swear I won't! I
promise you."
"I don't think so.
What else will you tell them? That you took a trip to candy land? No. You
won't."
"I could..."
Cheyenne mumbled and trailed off her words. Griffin took a huge strenuous
breath. Not of relief but of worry and stress. He was trying to think of a plan
for the girl, while worrying about the girl, while stealing a car with the girl
in it. Not a time for rainbow thoughts. I just needed a car. I was sick of working at the same pharmacy
for so long. I know I could have gotten in trouble for stealing the car, but
stealing a child? That's breaking a federal law and I could be in huge trouble
for it. Maybe 15, 20 years in prison?
"I just want to go
home. With my family. If you claim that you're such a great person, then why
won't you drop me back off at the pharmacy? And either take the blame or drive
away then?" Cheyenne was desperate to be let free. She was trying to
be very cautious at the same time, about what she says to the well built horse
voiced man. Cheyenne knew that if Griffin kept her for 2 or more days, then she
would have to think of a plan on how to get out of this kidnapping. The problem
is her blindness. How could it possibly be easy for her to run away? If she can’t
see?
Cheyenne’s mother always
told her that she was smart. “You could figure things out with your eyes shut,
that’s how smart you are,” her mom once told her. Before the accident that is. Now
her mother isn’t around anymore, and Cheyenne had lost her sight.
“When do you think you
will be able to let me go?” Cheyenne asked with innocence in her voice. Just ignore it Griffin, just ignore it. She
is trying to outsmart you and make you feel bad. Don’t fall for it. It’s all a
trap. Griffin had a hard time fighting the emotion. What to do? He was for
sure not wanting to fall for any little “tricks”
that Cheyenne was trying to pull on him.
She had a feeling it
wouldn’t work. But she had Plan B. Cheyenne leaped into the front seat and took
the wheel. On the middle of the highway. And blind.
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