19 GET AWAY
Somewhere along the interstate
JAMES WAS LESS than ten miles from the search unit’s location, trying to thumb a ride north. Hiding in the bushes at the side of the highway, he had seen the cars whistling by him with the sirens going as they raced toward where they believed him to be. He was good at deceiving law enforcement. But, the longer he remained exposed out there, the higher his risk of capture.
He knew he needed to get out of there as quickly as possible. Holding his thumb high in the air, James walked along the path at the side of the busy road as many vehicles passed him over. If he couldn’t hitch out of there, he’d have to resort to stealing a car again. Even so, he would be ready to do whatever he had to to survive. ANYTHING. It was in his nature. If the Aryan
