Chapter 7
Jordan
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My cell phone rang as I drove home. It was Tank.
“What’s up?” I asked.
“I just ran out of gas. The f*****g gauge isn’t working, for some reason,” he said angrily.
I looked in the rearview mirror and found that I was alone. “Oh, crap. Do you need a ride to the gas station?”
“I’m with Frannie right now. She’s giving me a ride.”
“Oh, good.”
“When you get back to the house, park across the street and don’t get out. Wait for me.”
“Okay.”
“Sorry.”
“There’s no reason to be. It’s not your fault.”
He grunted. “My old man would be the first to disagree. Anyway, we’ll get back to the house as quickly as possible. Remember, don’t get out of the car.”
“I won’t.”
“See you soon.”
“Okay.” I said.
After we hung up, I called Adriana’s cell phone to see if she was d
