Logan still felt a little woozy, but he knew that now wasn’t the time to wonder exactly what had gone down to lead him into this situation. Logan could work all that out later. As far as Logan was concerned, he needed to get himself the hell out of there.
Logan’s police record wasn’t entirely blemish free, and he knew that a DUI or some kind of dangerous driving charge could even lead to a custodial sentence. There was no way Logan was going to allow himself to lose his freedom, not over an offence he could not even remember committing.
There was no other way. Logan would have to exit the scene of the crime, whatever that crime actually was, and make a run for it.
And if that meant leaving his beloved car behind, then that was just the price Logan had to pay.
As Logan gingerly opened the car door and stepped outside onto the clean Blue Rock road, he shot a glance over at the large black bag in the passenger seat…
‘Holy hell. I… won the drag race,’ Logan muttered. ‘My winnings. That bag has my winnings in it!’
For a brief moment, Logan smiled his cocky, charming, utterly brilliant smile. His mind suddenly filled with memories of winning a tough, highly intense drag race the previous night.
I’m faster.
I take more chances.
No one beats Logan Rain…
But Logan’s smile soon disappeared as he picked up the black bag and it felt suspiciously light. Logan opened the bag in double-quick time and was dismayed to see that there was the grand total of zero dollars inside it.
‘What the fuck?’ Logan said, shaking his head in disbelief. ‘Some sonofabitch must have swiped my prize money. Butwho?’
The sound of a fire truck in the distance brought Logan back into the present moment. He may have been down ten thousand dollars in prize money, but that didn’t change the fact that he may well have been at the scene of a crime that he committed.
It was time to make a run for it.
After managing to run for several blocks, Logan knew that it was time to find somewhere nice and secluded to rest. Looking around him, he realized that it wouldn’t be an overly difficult task.
The neighborhood looked relatively upscale. With smart apartment buildings and nice detached houses, this was very much a Blue Rock kind of place.
‘Pfft. Too many electric cars for my taste, but whatever,’ Logan grumbled, noticing the plethora of shiny Teslas on the streets and in the driveways.
Putting his distaste for electric cars to one side, Logan found a quiet side street and took a moment to sit down and take things in.
Logan knew he was in Blue Rock and had a rough idea of where he was in relation to his car – well, if it hadn’t been spotted and removed by the police yet.
Going home wasn’t exactly an option for Logan though.
In fact,homewas something of a touchy subject.
Logan had recently split up with his kinda casual on-off-on again girlfriend and was pretty sure that his face wasn’t exactly welcome at their old apartment any longer.
It wasn’t that Logan had cheated or done anything terrible, it was more that Logan simply hadn’t been able to give his ex, Chrissie, the commitment that she wanted.
Chrissie was nice. Real nice.
But Chrissie couldneverbe what Logan truly wanted.
Chrissie simply wasn’t a Little.
Effectively, Logan had been homeless and living out of his car for the past few weeks. The winnings from the drag race were going to be spent on securing the rent on a new place.
But with the money gone and his beloved car looking worse for wear, Logan was beginning to feel a little bit lost. For a guy who lived on the edge, Logan was used to being in sticky situations. However even by his own standards, this was shaping up to be something else altogether for Logan.
After spending a while resting, Logan spent the rest of the day wandering around the pretty suburb. It all seemed very familiar to him. The cafes, the florist, even down to the multiple wholefoods stores that seemed to be on every corner.
But as amusing as it was for Logan to play games like ‘spot the hipster’, he knew that soon it would be nighttime. Logan hadn’t dared to go back to his car for fear of being spotted near it, and in truth he feared that it had been towed or even stolen.
