Chapter 8

Rosalie

For now, I convince Rodriguez, the White Rabbit’s owner, to hire another girl behind the bar.

All it takes is to say I have Covid, and he’s quarantined me in my room.

I know it’s a lie, and I can’t hold this up forever, but what other choice do I have?

If I work at the bar, he’s bound to find and kill me. If I leave, where do I go? I need a plan.

To set a plan in motion, I need a new phone and a way to escape from Illinois by finding the next place to head to while ensuring Felix doesn’t see me around.

So, as my quarantine ends, I muster up the courage and leave my room at The White Rabbit well past 3am.

The bar downstairs is closed and locked. I make sure to check before I exit my room.

What next? Find the nearest 7-11.

I stole a girl’s ID card from the bars’ lost and found and forged it with my photograph.

Emily Jackson will be dead from this day forward since Redneck is ready to hunt her down to the ends of the earth.

As for what name I’ll take? I’ll have to figure it out o