things she was going to do to him, and all the things he was going to do to her, when they got to Los Angeles… and neither Jack nor Tina became drowsy again.
***
“It’s Seth,” Tina said as she picked up the ringing phone. “Hey, Seth. Tell us the good news.”
“I got a place. It’s in San Bernardino. They are going to meet you there with the key. You owe the relator a hundred bucks when you get the key.”
“Shit! We’re in San Bernardino right now! Jack! Get off! We’re here! What’s the address?” Seth quickly rattled it off. “Shit! I can’t remember that. Can you text it to us?”
“Yeah… as soon as I hang up.”
“Okay! You’re my hero! I’ll call you back as soon as the cars are safe.”
“Okay. Call me if you have any problems. The woman’s name is Lisa Zetchel.”
“Got it. Thanks, Seth,” she said before she hung up.
***
Twenty minutes later, the rig ground to a halt a block from the address of the warehouse. Tina had called Lisa and she was there waiting on them. “Go around the block a few times while I get the key. I will wave you in if the coast is clear,” Tina said as she opened the door.
“Okay. Be quick as you can. I feel like my dick is hanging out here.”
“I know the feeling… and I don’t even have a dick.”
As he rounded the corner from his first trip about the block, Tina waved her arm in a welcoming gesture, then stepped onto the truck as he stopped.
“We’re going to have to unload out here. There is no room to turn this thing around in there.”
“Shit!”
“Yeah. But it can’t be helped. You unload them and I will park them.”
“Okay. Let me pull up some.”
As soon as she heard the blow of the brakes, she began to unlock the Audi. They worked together and had all four cars on the bottom rack freed and ready to roll in minutes. As fast as Jack could get them off the trailer, she drove them into the warehouse. She went easy on the throttle as she puttered through the parking lot to hide that Ferrari yowl, then trotted back for the next one. The second tier rack took longer, but within forty minutes, all cars including the Audi were safely locked away inside the warehouse and, as far as she knew, no one had seen a thing.
“Do we have to go to San Diego now?” Tina asked as she crawled into the truck. She didn’t seem at all pleased with the idea.
“It’s only two more hours,” Jack said as he started the truck moving.
“Each way,” she reminded him. “Are you okay to drive?”
“Right now, I’m so pumped up I don’t know if I will ever sleep again. And with the sun up? Yeah, I’m good. Why don’t you grab a nap on the way down?”
Tina yawned loudly. “Maybe I will. But if you get sleepy, wake me up.”
***
“Tina. Wake up.”
“Getting tired?” she mumbled as she struggled up out of sleep.
“No. We’re ready to head back.”
She blinked as she tried to clear the cobwebs from her mind. Jack was on the wrong side of the truck… and her door was open. “We’re in San Diego?”
Jack chuckled. “We’re in San Diego and the bikes are unloaded.”
“The bikes are already unloaded?” she asked as she tried to catch up. Jesus… I must have been dead to the world, she fretted.
“Yes. I just let you sleep.”
“Where are we?” she asked as she looked around and continued to blink herself awake. They were in a huge parking lot with a Walmart and a few other stores.
“Someplace called Stonecrest Plaza. It was right off the interstate, so it seemed like as good a place as any to dump the truck. And there is a Panda Express for lunch. I’m about out of gas and need something to eat.”
Tina climbed out of the truck, then turned back for the bag of food. No point in stinking up Rog’s truck with rotting sandwiches, she thought as she climbed down for the second