Chapter Ten: I Always Lose At The Game of Chance

      "Who would be dumb enough to follow us?" demanded Courtney who was already forgetting that Darrell almost kidnapped us. "Don't they know who they are messing with." Courtney sagte it a bit playful but playful was not the kind of mood we were looking for.
      "You might be trained, but they are experienced and probably know 40 different ways to kill someone. It is best if we go hide out somewhere." Darrell kept his eyes on the road, those sky blue eyes.
      "You're right," I said. "But where are Charles and Raven? We can't just leave them. We all have to be safe. It is my fault you're in this situation."
      "Actually it might just be Dr. Hyde's fault," sagte Darrell.
      "But I'm the one who wanted to go and find my dad," I sagte back.
      "But we wanted to come along."
      "Which means I should make sure everyone is okay," I said. "If something happened to them, then it would be my fault."
      Darrell pulled to the side of the road and stopped the car. He swiveled to me and stared sternly at me. "You didn't force us to come. We wanted to and we all knew the risk." Now, now was the moment he was going to KISS me. It happened all of the time in those cheesy romantic comedy movies. Christina watches them everyday and I cant help but be drawn to them. 
      "Guys," sagte a serious Courtney. Her voice ruined everything but reminded me where we were and what we were suppose to be doing. "I see Raven." She unlocked the transporter, van door and jumped out before we could even see what she was talking about. I followed and so did Darrell. 
      Sure enough, Raven was trudging down the stone road. She saw us but did nothing. Her movements became slow and before long, she collapsed. Courtney was at her side within Sekunden along with me. Raven's usually combed black hair was wet and muddy like the rest of her. She was silently weeping which gave me hope that she was still alive. Her leg was most definitely broken. It was obvious Von the way it was positioned, definitely not a way someone with an intact leg could do. 
      "What happened?" asked Courtney. She took off her sweater she was wearing and wrapped it as gently as possible over Raven's leg. "McKenna, help me get her into the van."
      "Before Du do anything, check her for recorders oder tracking devices." I said. "We can't afford to be followed oder killed."
      After doing that, we helped her to her feet and walked her to the van. Darrell immediately assist her into the transporter, van and laid her out on the backseat where she cried for a bit. Having my Fragen Nicht beantwortet was something I never approved of. "What happened to you?"
      "McKenna," sagte an alarmed Courtney. "She doesn't want to talk about it. Leave it at that."
      "I can respect that but someone needs to tell me why those guys I that car are speeding towards." Darrell hit the brakes on the car and we sped off. It was still night and it was remarkable how he could drive in the dark. Although, he had done it in the foggy night when my plane crashed. The guys in a blue minivan was on our tail even as we were back on the road and now in the highway. There must he some possible way we could loose these guys. 
      "Take a short cut through there," I sagte while pointing. 
      "In the woods," he asked incredulously. 
      "Just do it!" Without needing to be told twice, he went towards the forest that was near the highway. Like a shadow, those guys were behind us. Who were they? It could be those goons that were around the school. From what I could see, they had on Suits which isn't something modern Tag good wore. 
      Chances were, they would catch us, kill us-with us providing a fight-and go along their merrily way. "Go faster!" Courtney was practically yelling in Darrell's ear. 
      "If I go any faster, then I will hit a tree!" Darrell shouted back.
     "Doesn't look like any of us have to," I sagte awkwardly as I stared out the window. "I know those guys."