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speakers, Hannah sank into the car seat, absently looking out at the reddish-brown desert and the deep-blue sky above. It was going to be a hot day. Already, shimmering heat was radiating off the asphalted road in front of them.
A cold shiver suddenly ran down her spine as Hannah remembered last night’s events. She couldn’t believe she’d threatened people with a gun, even if it had been an unloaded one.
“Y ou okay, sis?” Ben interrupted her thoughts. “You’re so quiet.”
“S till thinking about last night. It bothers me that I scared those guys off by pulling a weapon.”
Ben gave her a bug -eyed stare. “ What ? I didn’t even know you had a gun!”
“I told them I wasn’t interested in their company, but one of them flat-out told me they’d force the doors open if I didn’t unlock the car myself.”
A nger flared up in Ben’s eyes. “What a bunch of assholes.”
“Yeah, that’s when I suddenly remembered the unloaded gun in my glove compartment. Mom gave it to me so I could defend myself if something ever happened to me. I guess I was supposed to buy bullets for it, but I never did.”
Ben shook his head, his mouth set in a firm line. “You know what? I think we should go down to the police station. You have to file a report. Who knows, those creeps could be stalking and harassing other girls, too.”
Hannah fell silent for a moment, then nodde d. “Let’s. I’d rather forget about the whole ordeal as soon as possible, but I don’t want those guys bothering other women.”
Once in Page, Ben parked the car on the square in front of the police station. He followed Hannah inside. “Where can we report a case of harassment?” Ben asked the middle-aged police officer who greeted them when they entered the station.
“Please follow me.” The man walked them to one of the interrogation rooms and sat down at the desk himself, pulling the computer keyboard toward him. “My name is Graham Curry. I’ll draw up the report for you.”
Hannah started tell ing her story. She slowly drank the coffee another police officer brought for her and described the guys who’d threatened and harassed her in detail.
“ Is it okay if I go to the supermarket?” Ben whispered, while officer Curry was busy typing the report. “I’ll see you outside when you’re done, okay?”
Hannah nodded, quickly finishing her description for the police officer. She mentioned Josh in her story as well, since he’d heard the guys’ voices over the phone. He was the closest thing she had to a witness. When she got out of the police station and made her way to the Chevy, she briefly wondered if Josh had a cell phone or a landline at home. Officer Curry had asked her for contact details, but she only knew Josh’s last name was Benally and that he lived in Naabi’aani.
“Does Josh have a cell?” she inquired, when Ben returned with the groceries and they both sat down in the car.
Be n shook his head. “No. Why? You want to call him?”
“N ah,” Hannah said, too hastily.
Ben looked at her sideways , shooting her a cheeky grin. “Of course you do.”
She blushed. “Stop teasing me. I was just wondering because that cop wanted to have Josh’s number. I mentioned him in the report.”
“No. Josh doesn’t have a phone. He doesn’t see the point. Naabi’aani doesn’t have coverage half of the time anyway, so I can see why. His uncle and aunt have a landline, so if they need to speak to him, they can call him there.”
“I don’t think they’ll need to.” Hannah absently picked at the hem of her dress. She’d actually love to talk to Josh for a while, but she’d see him tonight, and she would wait for that moment to find out whether he’d be his friendly self – or his distant self.
That afternoon, Hannah lounged around on the beach by herself as Ben stayed in the cabin and devoted himself to cramming for some resits after his vacation. Unfortunately, she’d forgotten to apply sunscreen to
A cold shiver suddenly ran down her spine as Hannah remembered last night’s events. She couldn’t believe she’d threatened people with a gun, even if it had been an unloaded one.
“Y ou okay, sis?” Ben interrupted her thoughts. “You’re so quiet.”
“S till thinking about last night. It bothers me that I scared those guys off by pulling a weapon.”
Ben gave her a bug -eyed stare. “ What ? I didn’t even know you had a gun!”
“I told them I wasn’t interested in their company, but one of them flat-out told me they’d force the doors open if I didn’t unlock the car myself.”
A nger flared up in Ben’s eyes. “What a bunch of assholes.”
“Yeah, that’s when I suddenly remembered the unloaded gun in my glove compartment. Mom gave it to me so I could defend myself if something ever happened to me. I guess I was supposed to buy bullets for it, but I never did.”
Ben shook his head, his mouth set in a firm line. “You know what? I think we should go down to the police station. You have to file a report. Who knows, those creeps could be stalking and harassing other girls, too.”
Hannah fell silent for a moment, then nodde d. “Let’s. I’d rather forget about the whole ordeal as soon as possible, but I don’t want those guys bothering other women.”
Once in Page, Ben parked the car on the square in front of the police station. He followed Hannah inside. “Where can we report a case of harassment?” Ben asked the middle-aged police officer who greeted them when they entered the station.
“Please follow me.” The man walked them to one of the interrogation rooms and sat down at the desk himself, pulling the computer keyboard toward him. “My name is Graham Curry. I’ll draw up the report for you.”
Hannah started tell ing her story. She slowly drank the coffee another police officer brought for her and described the guys who’d threatened and harassed her in detail.
“ Is it okay if I go to the supermarket?” Ben whispered, while officer Curry was busy typing the report. “I’ll see you outside when you’re done, okay?”
Hannah nodded, quickly finishing her description for the police officer. She mentioned Josh in her story as well, since he’d heard the guys’ voices over the phone. He was the closest thing she had to a witness. When she got out of the police station and made her way to the Chevy, she briefly wondered if Josh had a cell phone or a landline at home. Officer Curry had asked her for contact details, but she only knew Josh’s last name was Benally and that he lived in Naabi’aani.
“Does Josh have a cell?” she inquired, when Ben returned with the groceries and they both sat down in the car.
Be n shook his head. “No. Why? You want to call him?”
“N ah,” Hannah said, too hastily.
Ben looked at her sideways , shooting her a cheeky grin. “Of course you do.”
She blushed. “Stop teasing me. I was just wondering because that cop wanted to have Josh’s number. I mentioned him in the report.”
“No. Josh doesn’t have a phone. He doesn’t see the point. Naabi’aani doesn’t have coverage half of the time anyway, so I can see why. His uncle and aunt have a landline, so if they need to speak to him, they can call him there.”
“I don’t think they’ll need to.” Hannah absently picked at the hem of her dress. She’d actually love to talk to Josh for a while, but she’d see him tonight, and she would wait for that moment to find out whether he’d be his friendly self – or his distant self.
That afternoon, Hannah lounged around on the beach by herself as Ben stayed in the cabin and devoted himself to cramming for some resits after his vacation. Unfortunately, she’d forgotten to apply sunscreen to
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