I woke up cold and achy, Rosa no longer beside me. She was gathering items into her backpack. The sun wasn't up.
“Why the rush?" I asked.
“Does anyone know where you are?"
“Fuck." Brando would be pissed and I didn't really give a damn right now.
“I bet they're going crazy. When will they report that you're missing?"
“Never."
“What? Why?"
“The last thing they would do is go to staff. At Rochester, they're like the cops. My crew has already started looking for me, that I can guarantee."
“Where will they look?"
“Don't worry, they won't look up here."
She tried to hold back her exasperation, but I could hear it in her voice even if I didn't understand why it was there.
“Will they go to Isabella?"
Shit. I tried to get up and everything hurt.
“Help me stand," I told her.
“I'm not i
