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bolt headed toward the BP. If Saundra had any sense, she
would go that way. Jasmine picked up her phone and called
Maurice.
     
    “ Hello,” he answered,
already knowing it was Jasmine.
     
    She could hear what sounded like music in
the background. “What are you doing?”
     
    “ I’m at a frat party; are
you on your way back?”
     
    “ No . . . we’ve got a
problem.”
     
    For some reason, Maurice knew Jasmine would
not be able to handle this on her own. He needed people to see him
so he would have an alibi, but his gut told him Jasmine would screw
this up. This was the second time she called him with a problem and
Maurice still felt like it was her problem.
     
    “ What happened?” he
asked.
     
    “ Saundra
escaped.”
     
    Maurice walked out the front door to the
sidewalk.
     
    “ What do you mean she
escaped? How is that possible?”
     
    Jasmine relayed to Maurice the events that
took place from the moment the trunk popped open on the freeway.
Maurice’s head fell back; he looked at the stars and thought, for a
moment, of what place in Hell was prepared for them because of the
evil they were into.
     
    “ So, you don’t see any
signs of her now?”
     
    “ No, but I believe she’s
going to the BP. It’s the only place with life at this
exit.”
     
    “ Does Teresa have a trunk
release? It’s a little latch in the trunk that makes it pop open
from the inside.”
     
    “ I don’t know. Why would
the manufacturer put that there?”
     
    “ You really have to ask?
Where are you?”

    “ In Jonesboro, off exit
314.”
     
    “ I’m on my way. In the
meantime, find her!”
     
    Maurice hung up. He thought about letting
her handle this on her own. After all, it would be her word against
his. On the other hand, if any traces of him were left inside
Teresa, he would definitely be a suspect.
     
    Instead of telling anyone he was leaving, he
would let them think he was still there. His frat brothers were too
busy getting drunk, anyway. They would think he was there the
entire night.
    Maurice hit the alarm on his 2013 GMC Sierra
1500 Hybrid. The doors unlocked and he got in. The truck thundered
to life. He made a U-turn and got on the interstate headed towards
Jonesboro. This was a disaster and Maurice was still unsure about
his actions. Could he really go through with this? He would know
when he got there . . . if he didn’t turn around first.

Part 3
     
    Saundra’s feet stung with each step on the
hard rocky ground she took. She was focused. The last sign she saw
said the BP was eight miles away. She increased her speed and the
tall grass whipped her legs, sending more pain through her. At the
moment, it was bearable. As long as she could make it to safety, it
would be worth the pain. Thoughts of Teresa invaded Saundra’s mind.
Never again would they hold a conversation. That made Saundra sad,
tears fell from her eyes. It blurred her vision and added more of a
challenge to her escape. Saundra wasn’t trying to make this harder
on herself, but her emotions got the better of her.
     
    Why was Jasmine doing all of this, she wondered. In Saundra’s eyes, Jasmine was always classy, quiet,
and reserved. She wouldn’t harm a fly. In school, she was always on
time to class, her grades were high, and she never missed a school
event. Saundra knew this because she, too, was always at school.
Teresa did mention before that Jasmine was a little off her
rockers, but Saundra seemed to wave her off and laugh about it.
Jasmine didn’t seem crazy to her -- until now. She was a pretty
girl; long, straight brown hair, pampered rose-colored lips, and
eye shadow that she wore daily. She never had a dull moment from
what Saundra could think of. Jasmine even had a sexy shape. What
was her problem, she wondered. Maybe she was gay and Teresa
turned her down. If Teresa turned anybody down, it was never in a
sensitive way. One thing she hated to admit about her late friend
is that she was very harsh when it came to dealing