Run: Day 8

Word Count: 48,042

Summary of Events:

Able to shake the police pursuit because of the change of license plates, Ty and DaNiel continued across Iowa, spending the night near Des Moines before continuing on into Nebraska, where they stopped for fuel — which Ty paid for — at Omaha. Before they got to Lincoln Ty was in need of a bathroom, so DaNiel stopped at the first gas station; as he was leaving the station Ty pinched a wallet from a man going in to pay for his gas, only to have a police officer be near at hand who was alerted to his action, plus DaNiel went and locked the car, leaving Ty outside to get arrested by the officer and booked . . .

Excerpt of the Day:

Ty was tempted to bolt out of the back of the police car as soon as the door opened, but the officer positioned himself so as to not give Ty the chance, as a result, he was forced to let himself be grabbed firmly by the upper arm and guided into the building.

He was brought inside a room and frisked by a second officer before a belt was fastened around his hips and his handcuffs chained to it. Ty said nothing as he was guided over to a moulded plastic chair and told to sit down.

A female officer with a kindly personality tried to get Ty to tell her his name and where he was from, but he refused; he just stared at the empty chair across from him, seething with rage at the image his mind played over and over of DaNiel calmly getting out of the car, taking the money, getting back inside, and driving away.

Eventually the female officer gave up and Ty was taken to a room that had benches on three walls and heavy-duty glass windows with fine wire netting between the glass layers making up the fourth.

Ty’s chains were removed and the heavy door behind him was shut and locked. He felt nothing but seething rage to think that DaNiel had betrayed him. He was sure that DaNiel was now going to head back to Alexandria with the Latrodectus and find some way to figure it out. If only Ty had never shown it to him.

The dying — well, now dead — man had told him not to show it to anyone, but he’d showed it to DaNiel and now this was what he got for it. How could DaNiel have done this to him? Why? He’d paid for the gas this time!

Apparently that didn’t matter any more.

How had DaNiel even known? Ty had genuinely needed to go to the bathroom and he’d gone; he’d just taken advantage of the situation to make a little profit off of the deal, only to end up arrested and left with nothing, not even someone he might have hoped would be inclined to defend him.

As if. DaNiel would probably proclaim that he stole the gas in Iowa because he’d been sent in to pay for it and hadn’t; but that would probably get DaNiel in jail too, which was honestly something Ty would’ve liked now, but he was sure that DaNiel wouldn’t be caught if he’d slipped away so easily, he was going to get to Seattle all by himself and be lauded as some sort of hero; he might even claim that he’d freed the Latrodectus from Ty’s evil clutches in order to deliver it to safety and prevent some national crisis.

That was what he got for trusting someone he didn’t know.