At least I was smart enough to put a lot of Michael’s cash in my pocket. And they were dumb enough not to search me. Digging into another pocket, he got out the right change to pay the fare. He had no clue where the bus was going and at the moment he didn’t care, as long as it took him far away from the warehouses and from the area of the city where the diner was.
I need new clothes, a backpack, and someplace safe to hide. I also need to get to a library and use their computers. Maybe I can track down the license plate number, unless the city’s got that as locked down as the military and cops do their info files.
He got off the bus at the end of the line and found himself in a parking lot on the far north side of the city. At least it’s somewhere I’ve never been before, so chances are no
