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" driving is my b***h "
- Now that Spinner and Derrick weren't at each other's throats (that much) anymore, Lottie was pretty sure they could focus on hunting Abbie down. There were things that needed to be done; like her dorky little equipment actually needed to be put to use. Plus, there was a casino waiting to get robbed; and as much as they wanted to, they couldn't stay in Los Vegas for long. Turning around, Lottie noticed a rather shocked expression struck on Spinner's face that eventually evolved into an angry look. Uh-oh. He had his phone in his hand; something must have had happened. The only other person that knew the phone number to Spinner's cell phone was Abbie; she must have said or did something that pissed their leader off. I'm going to kill her if she quits. Lottie thought, and glanced at Derrick with an 'oh shiiiiiit' look. Before she could ask Spinner what was up, though, not that Lottie probably wanted to, he brushed past her and shoved his cell phone at her. Shocked, the girl almost dropped the cellular device but gripped it tight enough. The first thing she saw was Abbie's terrified expression and an unnecessary mock-friendly letter from Judith. What the hell was this? Gasping, Lottie moved the phone to her shoulder a bit, so that Derrick could get a better view. That was just wrong. Obviously, Judith wanted them away from Las Vegas, but Lottie would never leave Abbie here while they left. Desertion wasn't in her vocabulary, and she was not leaving without her friend. Good thing Spinner was thinking the same thing, because right when Lottie glanced up, he had his weapon out and was already babbling about tracking a phone down. Great. She could just sooo imagine him barging into a wireless cell phone store and killing the first three people he saw to force somebody to track the number down. Lottie considered calming Spinner down and begging him to think everything through, but she realized how dumb that would be. First of all, it'd be pointless-- Spinner never listened to her. Second of all... getting Abbie back was their first priority. Revenge was their second.
"Lottie, you drive." Spinner instructed, and she nodded. Reaching over her purse, Lottie was about to just take her keys when she figured she should take her whole purse. She was a woman, after all, and women needed to have their purses on them at all times. Exiting the room, she twirled the keys around her finger as she hurried down the stairs, two steps at a time. Approaching the car they had drove to Las Vegas in, Lottie pressed the 'unlock' button and climbed in. As she waited for the two boys to get situated or do whatever the hell they were doing, Lottie flipped out the phone again. She couldn't imagine what horrible people would do that to Abbie. It was okay to do it to some random a*****e, but this was Abbie, the sweetest, most innocent, most adorable little girl you could ever find. And they obviously found her. Glancing in closer, Lottie noticed the drapes in the background-- they were too fancy to belong to some random basement. Also, there was this odd ugly flowered wallpaper in the background. Must be a hotel. I mean, c'mon. Pathetic wallpapers and drapes? It couldn't get any more obvious. However, unfortunately, she wasn't a hotel-wallpaper-drapes-whatever expert, so therefore Lottie had no ******** clue where her friend could possibly be. Spinner and Derrick finally arrived. "Took you guys long enough," she muttered. "Down that street, right?" Lottie pressed on gas and the car accelerated a bit as she sped up, driving calmly down the street. Although she was known for her insane driving, Lottie knew they needed to keep a low profile. What if Judith's gang was trying to find the rest of them, to make sure they left Las Vegas? A crazy-swiveling car would sooo not give them away.... right. "Look, it's like a hotel, Spinner," Keeping one hand on the steering wheel, Lottie picked up the cell phone with her free hand and tossed it at Spinner. "Tacky wallpapers? Fancy drapes? Dude, hotel much?"
Spinner was right. The store wasn't very far away. Parking in a civilized way in front of it, Lottie unbuckled her seat belt, only to be disappointed. Spinner was asking her to stay in the car, and she already knew by now not to ask questions when he was in a pissed off mood like this. Just wasn't safe. There really wasn't anything else Lottie could do but say, "okay, good luck." and wave sadly. That was exactly what she did, but Derrick was the only one who had heard her and seen her. Spinner seemed too caught up in tracking this cell phone down to really pay attention. Of course, I suppose that was good, they needed Abbie back, but still. Calming down would be nice. She leaned back in her seat, and turned on the car, shifting it into 'parking'. She had to be ready to go once Derrick and Spinner bounced out of the store. Her eyes never left the inside of the building; and she watched as Derrick flipped the sun from 'OPEN' to 'CLOSED' and the guy behind the cash register freaking out. Then again, Lottie couldn't blame him. She wouldn't doubt that it was scary having your head in front of Spinner's gun. Luckily for her, she hadn't ever had to experience it, and she'd prefer not to. Although he had threatened to literally kill her a billion times it was obvious that Spinner wouldn't. Most people probably thought he was an a*****e (most likely Derrick), but Lottie saw good in him. Deep, deep, deep, deep, deep inside there, somewhere, Spinner was actually a closet nice guy and he was sweet and really did care. You just... had to be patient enough to wait for that side to come out. Sighing, Lottie leaned back on her seat, wondering how much longer it was going to take. If only Abbie was here... she wouldn't be so bored, wouldn't be so worried. The blonde always waited in the car along with her, so things weren't that bad. Now that she was along, Lottie wouldn't lie-- she was slightly paranoid. What if Judith's gang was watching her? What should she do if they tried attacking her while the other two were inside?
Good thing Lottie didn't have to worry about that any longer. Spinner and Derrick slowly backed out of the building, but as soon as they were out, they strolled around as if they hadn't just totally made somebody pee themselves. Lottie didn't waste a single second as soon as they climbed in. In fact, before Derrick could even actually officially close his door, she had started up the engine and began driving, causing some panic. "So? What happened? Can you track them? Do we have a phone? Location? Did you kill somebody?" Lottie raised her brow. Spinner answered every single one of her questions except for the last one. He told her where to turn, following some stupid GPS machine. And like always, the leader was a total idiot when it came to giving her directions. He constantly complained about her insane driving, but if only he had warned her seconds ahead of the turn, then maybe they wouldn't have this problem. Lottie knew that she was suppose to keep a low key profile, but right now that didn't really matter anymore. They had a location on where the cell phone that had texted them was, and she wanted to see Abbie as soon as possible. Dodging other cars and ignoring people as they gave her the finger, Lottie finally arrived at where Spinner had spent the last ten minutes directing her to go. "No phone...?" she whispered, more than disappointed. As soon as Spinner peeled the door open to check things out, Lottie saw the sewer drain. Smart assholes. "Damn. Now what?" Lottie asked Spinner, who told her that he and Derrick were going to get a map and he wanted her to drive around and check things out. "Okay, will do." Lottie slowed down a bit, now that they weren't in any rush to find Abbie since they were basically back where they started. She bit her bottom lip as she pulled up in front of a shop, one that looked like a smaller version of Walmart. Something like a Walgreens. Spinner was the first to climb out, but when Derrick was going to, Lottie leaned back and grabbed his arm. "Make sure he doesn't do anything stupid," Lottie whispered to Derrick, before releasing him. The girl would never tell Spinner this, but it was just so obvious that out of the two of them, Derrick thought about his actions more. With Spinner and his badass attitude, he'd kill anything in his way-- espescially when he was drunk.
