SUSAN CAREENS SOUTH on Kamehameha Highway along the east coastline of the island. She fumbles her mobile phone, twice, each time dropping it to the floor by her feet, but finally manages to get it turned on and voice-instructs it to call her husband. He answers on the first ring.
Susan begins speaking before he can say hello. “They’ve cornered me! I didn’t do it! You’re going to hear the worst lies!”
“Susan, please slow down,” he pleads. “I don’t understand what is happening.”
“I cannot come home right now. They’re all over the place trying to find me.”
“Of course you can come home,” he replies.
“Listen to me!” she yells.
“You cannot drive and be on your phone. Stop the car. Wherever you are. I’ll come to you now and help you.”
“Don’t play the big man,” Susan scorns him vi
