CHAPTER 35
The police chased by my car on the opposite side of the road and I knew I should go back if I had the protective custody of the police, but I needed to find a phone and call Brett as soon as possible. About two miles down the road I found a gas station with a pay phone. I pulled up in front of it and cursed when I realized I didn’t have any money. Or at least I didn’t think I did until I found my purse sitting behind the passenger seat.
Rummaging through it, I found some change in my wallet and quickly got out of the car. There weren’t that many people around, but the ones that were around stared at me curiously with my b****y hands, pink T-shirt, and pajama bottoms. My hands were shaking so bad that I couldn’t even put the money in the slot on the pay phone. I took a few deep
