Chapter 114

Imogen

Cyrus yanked at another door handle. I opened my mouth to speak but closed it. He oozed determination. I didn’t want to ruin his quest, but our lives were on the line, and he was trying the wrong door handle. I had to step in.

I learned the old trick from my mechanic grandfather. Leave the passenger side unlocked when they’re in the lot for easy access when you need it. That way, you didn’t need to search for keys in the shop. As Cyrus jiggled the driver’s door handle of an old Toyota, I swept up to the passenger side of a black Jeep Commander.

Fingers crossed these mechanics trusted their tall fence to use the same time-saving tricks.

The door opened immediately, just as I expected, and I jumped into the vehicle, leaning across the way and unlocking the driver’s side door in time for Cyrus to reach it.

He did not waste another second and slid into the driver’s seat. "You found one unlocked."