what do you do if you see anyone?"
"Duck and run."
Samuel nodded approvingly. "Very good. What if they chase after you?"
I hesitated.
"Stop and make up an excuse?"
"Wrong," Vincent responded, turning around to look at me.
"Keeping running."
"But that will make it more suspicious!"
"That will make it more suspicious," he mimicked, changing his pitch to match mine. "Keep your head low and that's that. Now get out of the car and let's go."
A scowl crossed my face. Maybe Vincent didn't even know the definition of nice. Nevertheless, I climbed out of the car and into the chilly winter rain. After pulling up my hood, I followed Vincent and Samuel towards the entrance of Walmart. Feelings of nostalgia washed over me as I went through the entrance. Even though the Rutherford's mansion w
