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it around to go back to where Rodrigo was, he saw blue lights flashing in his rearview mirror.
“Motherfucker,” he cursed, trying to decide what would be his best course of action. If he ran and didn’t get away, there would be more than one charge. If he ran and did get away, they’d get him the first time they saw him. “Fuck.” He punched the steering wheel, pulling over to the side of the road and putting his blinkers on.
He didn’t have a record, but that didn’t mean he hadn’t been stopped by cops before. He knew the drill. They wanted him out with his hands on the back of his head. He heard them tell him to walk backwards towards their voices and then to lie down flat on the asphalt.
There was nothing more embarrassing than this. He realized that as he lay against the road, his cheek against the coldness of the ground. This was humiliating, and he was going to have to call Harper and tell her to bail him out of jail. Never in his life had he dreaded a phone call more than the one he knew he had to make.
*
Harper stood outside the local jail, Liam and Tyler with her, waiting on them to release Cash. She hadn’t been able to stay inside; it had caused her too much anxiety—something she’d have to talk to Doc Jones about on her next session.
“He’ll be here soon.” Liam pulled a cigarette out of the pack he had in his jeans and took one out, lighting it quickly. “They won’t keep him long. We have friends in there, and if they know he’s with us, he’ll be processed quickly.”
“I don’t want him to get hurt,” she admitted, wiping at her eyes, trying to make the tears disappear.
Since she’d gotten the phone call and the reassurance that Heaven Hill would be there, she’d been crying off and on. Probably the culmination of a million different things going on in the past six months. They had only known each other for roughly six months. She couldn’t believe it had been so short a time. Her life had changed in so many ways since she’d met him. Harper wasn’t sure she’d trade any of it, even the bad and hard stuff. It’d made her want to fight for their relationship that much harder.
“Oh trust me, he’s not going to get hurt.” Tyler laughed. “He’s gonna be pissed. When our friend called us, you could hear him in the background. He’s straight up pissed at the whole situation.”
“I don’t know why, out of all the times the police knew they were racing on that road, they decided to bust him now. It’s not like he was the only one.” Harper crossed her arms over her chest, trying to warm up against the cold.
“But from what I hear, he’s the one who didn’t run.” Tyler reached over and put his arm around her.
“Probably scared of getting more charges,” Liam told her. “If he had more charges, bail would be more, they might have held him. He was smart in what he did.”
It was good to hear that from people who had experience in this, but Harper wanted so badly for him to walk out of the door so she could hug him. She wanted desperately to wrap her arms around him and never let go.
Liam’s phone rang just as the doors opened and she saw Cash coming out of the building.
“Cash!” she screamed, running to him and jumping in his arms. For a few minutes she hugged him tightly to her, afraid that someone would take him away from her. “Are you okay?” She ran her hands over his chest and down his arms, clasping their hands together.
“I’m fine. Just fucking pissed and really fucking interested in how they knew we were running tonight.”
Liam came up behind the two of them, putting his hand on Cash’s shoulder and squeezing. “Travis says they were tipped off. He traced the tip, and it’s from your old house.”
“George and Janet? Fucking figures. Take me over there right now,” he told Harper.
“No.” She put her hands up, trying to get him to calm down. “We just got you out of jail; you don’t need to get thrown back in.”
“Take
“Motherfucker,” he cursed, trying to decide what would be his best course of action. If he ran and didn’t get away, there would be more than one charge. If he ran and did get away, they’d get him the first time they saw him. “Fuck.” He punched the steering wheel, pulling over to the side of the road and putting his blinkers on.
He didn’t have a record, but that didn’t mean he hadn’t been stopped by cops before. He knew the drill. They wanted him out with his hands on the back of his head. He heard them tell him to walk backwards towards their voices and then to lie down flat on the asphalt.
There was nothing more embarrassing than this. He realized that as he lay against the road, his cheek against the coldness of the ground. This was humiliating, and he was going to have to call Harper and tell her to bail him out of jail. Never in his life had he dreaded a phone call more than the one he knew he had to make.
*
Harper stood outside the local jail, Liam and Tyler with her, waiting on them to release Cash. She hadn’t been able to stay inside; it had caused her too much anxiety—something she’d have to talk to Doc Jones about on her next session.
“He’ll be here soon.” Liam pulled a cigarette out of the pack he had in his jeans and took one out, lighting it quickly. “They won’t keep him long. We have friends in there, and if they know he’s with us, he’ll be processed quickly.”
“I don’t want him to get hurt,” she admitted, wiping at her eyes, trying to make the tears disappear.
Since she’d gotten the phone call and the reassurance that Heaven Hill would be there, she’d been crying off and on. Probably the culmination of a million different things going on in the past six months. They had only known each other for roughly six months. She couldn’t believe it had been so short a time. Her life had changed in so many ways since she’d met him. Harper wasn’t sure she’d trade any of it, even the bad and hard stuff. It’d made her want to fight for their relationship that much harder.
“Oh trust me, he’s not going to get hurt.” Tyler laughed. “He’s gonna be pissed. When our friend called us, you could hear him in the background. He’s straight up pissed at the whole situation.”
“I don’t know why, out of all the times the police knew they were racing on that road, they decided to bust him now. It’s not like he was the only one.” Harper crossed her arms over her chest, trying to warm up against the cold.
“But from what I hear, he’s the one who didn’t run.” Tyler reached over and put his arm around her.
“Probably scared of getting more charges,” Liam told her. “If he had more charges, bail would be more, they might have held him. He was smart in what he did.”
It was good to hear that from people who had experience in this, but Harper wanted so badly for him to walk out of the door so she could hug him. She wanted desperately to wrap her arms around him and never let go.
Liam’s phone rang just as the doors opened and she saw Cash coming out of the building.
“Cash!” she screamed, running to him and jumping in his arms. For a few minutes she hugged him tightly to her, afraid that someone would take him away from her. “Are you okay?” She ran her hands over his chest and down his arms, clasping their hands together.
“I’m fine. Just fucking pissed and really fucking interested in how they knew we were running tonight.”
Liam came up behind the two of them, putting his hand on Cash’s shoulder and squeezing. “Travis says they were tipped off. He traced the tip, and it’s from your old house.”
“George and Janet? Fucking figures. Take me over there right now,” he told Harper.
“No.” She put her hands up, trying to get him to calm down. “We just got you out of jail; you don’t need to get thrown back in.”
“Take
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