At Full Speed [7]

(Malory)

“She’s not answering her phone,” I say, pressing the end call button. “Hayden, are you sure you’re going at full speed?” my feet are tapping on the floor of the car, anxiously.

“I’m way over the speed limit, Lloyd, calm yourself,” he says, obliviously, shifting a gear.

“I could have been there already if I didn’t wait on you,” I mutter in annoyance.

“Malory, we’re almost there, can you shut up for two seconds?” Kyle begs, bored.

“TWENTY MINUTES!” I yell at him. “Stop telling me to calm down,” I almost hyperventilate.

“Malory I live at least an hour away from you and we got to your house in twenty minutes,” he reminds me. “We’re doing the best we can.”

“Are you?” Ron blurts, spitefully.

“Everyone shut up and get out,” Hayden says, “we’re here.”

Ron and I are the first to exit the car.

“What’s the plan?” He asks me.

“Find Olivia, get her away from Dale. Kyle and Hayden will handle him.”