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I’m so pissed off. All of my plans were ruined in three minutes of crazy.

“Do you think it’s much farther?” she asks.

I don’t answer.

We keep walking for another half an hour. “Are you going to keep ignoring me?”

“Yes,” I snap.

“Why?”

I turn and raise an eyebrow and glare at her for a moment before I return back to my power hiking. She has got to be kidding?

Another hour we walk.

“How much farther, the town looked closer than this. Are we even going the right way?” she calls.

“Stop fucking jabbering and walk faster,” I yell.

We finally get to a farmhouse and I duck down low to do a risk assessment of the area. A large stone house and three cars sit idly. I wonder if anyone is home. I’m squatting down behind the building as I look around, and then, without hesitation, Rosh walks straight up to the car parked in the drive way and gets in.

I look around nervously. Shit. What is she doing now? I glare at her and shake my head angrily.

This chick has a fucking death wish… and I may be the one to kill her.

She pulls the cover off the front of the car and hotwires it. It starts on the first go.

“Get in,” she mouths.

I glance around. This is just great. When they find the chopper, they are going to doorknock the closest houses. She has just effectively told them where we are. With one last look around, I run to the car and get in and she speeds off just as a man and a woman come running out from the house.

I can’t control my anger any longer. “What the fuck are you doing?” I scream.

“Right now?” She glances at me. “I’m stealing a car.”

“Do you discuss anything before you do it or are you just in this alone?” I yell.

He eyes flash to me and she frowns. “What’s that supposed to mean?” The car veers around the corner at speed and she nearly loses control. The car swerves as she straightens it back up.

“Stop the fucking car!” I yell. “Can you even drive?”

“Yes, I can drive.”

“Get out! I’m driving. Stop the damn car now.”

Her eyes flicker between the road and me.

“How do you know how to hotwire a car?” I yell.

“I had a boyfriend once who didn’t have keys to his car, so we hotwired it to use it.” She shrugs. “I never knew it would come in handy.”

She pulls over and I run around to the driver side as she jumps across the seats. I take off fast.

We sit in silence as I concentrate. The roads are filled with dirt and rough terrain, hilly with lots of corners.

Her hair is flying around from the air blasting through the open windows. “Don’t give me a lecture on discussing things with you. We both know you discuss nothing with me! In fact, you straight up lie.”

I glare at her. I don’t think I’ve ever been this pissed off with a woman in my life. She is absolutely fucking infuriating. “When did I lie?” I yell. “When?”