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she turned the key and started up the engine.
                  “It’s been a while, I think it’s safe to get going again.”
                  Slowly the ambulance crept out from the safety of the busted car wash and rolled back into the road where it blended in with the steady stream of late night traffic.
                  Sawyer remained alert as he watched the traffic going by, checking his own mirror regularly.
                  “Where are we going?”
                  Jordan flipped on her signal light and made a left turn.
                  “The police station.”
                  If Sawyer could have jumped out of his seat and tackled her, he would have.
                  “What? No! I told you, I CANNOT blow my cover!”
                  Jordan scowled at his tone. She hated being talked down to.
                  “Why not? According to you, you’re as good as dead anyway! At least this way you can give a full report to your boys in blue before the mob sends you to sleep with the fish.”
                  Sawyer ran his hands over his knees repeatedly, trying to release the frustration he felt.
                  “You’re not listening. They’ll take down anyone associated with me. Do you know what that will mean for the people who try to help me?”
                  “Um, you mean like ME?!”
                  Jordan was shouting now. After the words passed her lips she had to take a mental account of what was motivating her escalated emotions. It wasn’t fear. It was never fear. No, this was definitely anger. Just because she had decided a long time ago that there was little to differentiate living from dying, didn’t mean that he got to be so careless with her life. Not when he barely knew her. It wasn’t much, but it was still her life and therefore hers to sacrifice. As of yet, she wasn’t convinced Sawyer was worth it. A mother and three children, sure, she’d choose them over herself every time, but him? That remained to be seen.
                  Apparently, Sawyer had been having a similar thought process. His entire demeanor had changed and his voice had softened dramatically when he spoke again.
                  “You’re right. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for it to sound like that. Look, if you could just get me back to the outskirts of town, you’ll never have to see me again.”
                  Jordan squeezed her steering wheel. She could already see where this was going.
                  “A lot of good that will do me. They already know you were in my ambulance. How long do you suppose it will be before they connect me to you from there? So, you can just forget about the outskirts of town and wandering off into the night on your own. You got me into this mess and you’re going to get me out of it…and I’m going to help you do it.”
                  Sawyer remained silent after that. He just sat there quietly watching the road, occasionally steeling glances at Jordan which she pretended not to notice. Instead she tried to stay focused on the task at hand. As much as her instincts were screaming at her to ditch Sawyer and make a run for it herself, she couldn’t risk it. If the men after Sawyer had gotten a look at the ambulance license plate it would take them all of two seconds to find out who was likely to have been in it. Problem was, they wouldn’t just come up with her name, they’d get Travis’ as well. No, it was better to stick with Sawyer and leave a trail for the mafia to follow until it led far enough away from everyone she cared about. Then she could figure out a way to break free before winding up a casualty in some absurd mob war like something she’d seen on General Hospital way back when she would sit and watch soaps with her grandmother after