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Chapter 39: Rule #39: Lovers of Power Are Prone to Abuse It.

Beatrice.

For the first hour of the car ride Garrison let me process in silence, when the silence became too much, he filled the silence with country music. Between the music and passing landscape, my body finally gave into the exhaustion, unwillingly falling into a fitful sleep. Unwanted imagery filled my dreams, giving pictures to the stories that I knew and those that I was just learning. I woke up somewhere I didn't know, in a car with a man I barely knew, trusting once more purely based on my instincts that had a shitty track record.

"I have to pee," I spoke through the gravel in my throat, rubbing my face with my hand.

"She awakes." Garrison teased, I wasn't anywhere near the mood to handle being teased, and neither was my bladder.

"I have to pee," I said a bit harsher.

"You snore." Garrison who apparently was a glutton for my wrath observed.

"If you don't pull over soon, I'm going to urinate all over this nice SUV." I threatened.