Page 10 of Undone
“Like my room?”
Jasper holstered the gun and looked up and down the highway before putting the truck in drive and taking off down the road. “No, not your room. It’s already compromised.”
“You think he would come back?” I asked. “My stalker, I mean. Not Daly.”
“No, I don’t, but I don’t know for sure. But it’s fine. I have a backup plan.”
“A backup plan.” I sat up straight. “Okay, let’s go with it.”
Jasper continued down the road. We approached a pullout, the kind of thing where cars could turn around. Jasper didn’t slow, but passed it by completely.
“Wait,” I asked. “Where are we going? Aren’t we going back to town?”
Jasper shook his head. “No. We’re going to a cabin I just rented on the outskirts of town. It’s safer there.”
Taking a deep breath, I frowned and crossed my arms. “I disagree,” I said.
“Why?”
“Because we’ll be cut off. What happens if something goes down? What happens if you get hurt? We’ll be farther from help.”
“It won’t be a problem,” Jasper said, peering into the rearview mirror. “Nobody is tailing us, and nobody knows where we’re going. There are only a couple of people that even know about this place, and two of them are you and me.”
“Who are the others?”
“Other,” Jasper corrected. “Jackson. He’s the only other one who knows about it.”
“I guess if you think it’s best,” I said.
“I do,” Jasper said. “Trust me, I do.”
