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needed to get away. I needed to get away from black sedans, from CIA talking to my friends and from a guy who could send my heart beating too fast with a kiss.
    Let’s see…Steve said I should take some time off. I got up, stumbling around to find my laptop, brought it online to check my bank account, and noticed that I had eight thousand in the savings and eighteen hundred in the checking with the overdraft protection.
    I knew better than to buy an airplane ticket or anything else they could trace unless I wanted them to trace me. Hmmm, yes, so I went on line again. I bought an Amtrak ticket for the next day in my name from Cincinnati to Washington, D.C. I was going to be on that train, but not with that ticket. In this day and age, with all the tricks taught to the average guy by watching the cops and robbers TV shows, one girl should be able to outsmart the Guys in Black.
    I went to my bedroom to begin packing a backpack. I took a shower, then went through a desk drawer looking at a driver’s license I had of a friend in Indiana. We looked a little alike, but she was almost 70 pounds heavier than me, and with short hair. I felt I could make it work. I used my computer to print up some realistic looking cards in her name to take along. I dug out my little laminating machine so that I even put a couple of them in plastic. Finally, I went to bed. I set the alarm for two am.
    I woke up alert and anxious. I got dressed, using a lot of bobby pins to fold my hair up into a knot with only a few pieces around my face. I called a cab, giving the address of a neighbor. I was waiting on the curb in front of my sleeping neighbor’s house when it arrived. I told him to drive carefully through the parking lot where my jeep was as I was looking for my abusive husband. Unfortunately, there was a dark sedan parked over a couple of rows from the jeep. It was easy to spot them, as there weren’t many cars in the lot. So much for using my jeep. I kissed that idea goodbye.
    The cabby understood when I told him to go on, so I had him go by my bank. I took five hundred from the ATM. They wouldn’t see this until morning. I was not stupid. This would be all I could get away with. I told the cabby where to take me. I got out at the bus station, which was a shabby storefront, and paid the cabby. After he was out of sight, I started walking. When I got into a decent neighborhood, I found a Walmart . Going in, I bought two Throw Away Cell Phones , each with minimum minutes. God bless Walmart and the cheap buys on these items.
    I went out and called for another cab. While I waited, I sent Steve an email saying I was taking a vacation. I hated to toss away my Blackberry, but it, too could be traced. I turned it over to pull out the battery just when I heard it ring. I was so surprised at a call in the darkness of early morning I almost dropped the phone. I turned it over and looked at the ID that said Unknown Number . I debated to answer or not. Finally, my curiosity getting the best of me, I pushed the button, put the phone to my ear, and listened. There was silence, but I finally heard a voice.
    “Where are you going?”
    I knew the voice. “How did you get my cell?” Sometimes I get sidetracked with stupid.
    “Where are you going? I can’t protect you if you get too far away.”
    I took a deep breath. If he had my cell number, then the Feds had it also, so I needed to get rid of it now. “Tim, if that really is your name, if you can’t leave town, then I can. Goodbye.” I quickly disconnected, pulled the back off the phone, and pulled out the battery. I also pulled out the SIM card. I went over to the first trashcan and dropped the stripped phone into the can.
    When the cab showed up, I had him take me to another WalMart across town. I told him they said the item I wanted was at that store, but I had already researched it and found the store was within walking distance of the Union Station—Cincinnati’s only train station.
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