“I’m taking you to Kate, okey?”
“Okey.” I am consistent to give him one word reply to his questions, making him give up.
We drive a bit more, and he takes a couple of narrow alleys. I’m sure we are making a big detour, to lose the other cars behind us. Some of them are not police car, so I guess the backup asked by Michael didn’t have the time to return to the station before tailing us. We enter an alley, where four guys look at us, looking bored. They get up and makes a small head sign to Jordan, before going in the middle of the road, blocking anyone who would want to enter. From the rear mirror, I see one of them taking bats, and giving them to his friends. The car behind us stops, and I lose the sight of them as we turn again.
We stay silent until we reach a small building. Jordan p
