Chapter 3
I turned and stuck out my thumb. Six police cars pulled over in front of me.
Well, uh, I thought, hyperventilating. I took a deep breath. The passenger in the car in front of me, which was the third one in line, rolled down the window. “Get in the back,” he snarled. I gulped, opened the back door and slid in. The back seat was already occupied, by a nun.
“Hi there, cutie!” she oozed. Then she snapped her fingers. “Give me some lovin’!” she shouted. I cringed back against the seat. My mouth may have been hanging open.
Then the radio came to life, with a song about lovin’…oh. And the nun turned back to me and took her sunglasses off. She looked at me with my wide eyes and dropped mouth. She shook her head. “You’re not a movie buff, are you?” she asked in a deep voice. And then
