Tangent Episode Eight

8 | The Interrogation & The Journey to the Fort

The Sheriff sat down in front of Brian. The coffee withered towards the light above.

"Alright nephew, I'm not gonna take any bullshit, so give it to me straight."

"Ain't you already know what's goin' down, John."

"Don't call me that."

"Don't call me nephew."

After a moment Lima bit his lip, "So what I have gathered, is that those men off of Ten Mile were you, and so was that cop on 191..."

"What cop?"

Lima was at first threatened, but then realized he already had his nephew, "...anyways, you didn't exactly do it."

"Oh?"

"So the people you had do it are currently on the run. So what is it, Brian, down south? out west? north? they even in Utah anymore?"

"Well I don't think I can really tell you where they are. See I don't know. The only thing I do know," he leaned forward, "is that they're long the hell out of town."

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Marko was getting pissed. They were not much more than a hundred yards away from the car when it suddenly exploded. Marko dropped and Dom grasped his gun.

"What the hell was that?" Marko said on his back.

"Shut up."

"How many of them are there?"

"Shut up."

A shot passed over and Dom ducked down and grabbed Marko. The two began running. They ran until they came to long stretch of river.

"Get down under that ledge," Dom pushed Marko towards the river. Marko got under a ledge near the river and waited in the dark. He thought about grabbing his revolver, but forgot about it.

They stayed in that spot for twenty minutes and then headed up river. They came up on a road and found a gas station, the lot full of cars.

"Go inside and get some water."

"What are you gonna do?" asked Marko.

"Get us a car."

Marko was tired of asking and went inside the gas station. He talked to the man behind the counter for a moment and then bought a case of water. A car pulled up in front of the gas station and Dom was in the driver's seat.

Marko entered the car hesitating, but the man in the gas station didn't know they were stealing it. Dom moved over and Marko got in. They drove away from the gas station and down the road.

"Well shit," Marko started.

"What?"

"You could have picked one with more gas in it."

"You wanna go back?"

"No."

They continued driving for an hour and a half and stopped in a store for directions. They had been heading south and had to cut west to get back on to 191. After two hours, they had passed the old burning car, but did not linger.

"They're long gone."

"And how's that?" Marko asked. "No, no -- don't even tell me."

They continued driving, almost three hours behind schedule.