Page 22 of Smokeshow


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“Ready?” Trev asked me in a whisper even though the theater was far enough away that there was no way they could hear him.

I nodded, going along with his game. He grabbed my hand, and we exited out the back door. It wasn’t completely dark yet. The sun had been setting later and later, leading up to the summer solstice. However, the sunset was our only light as we walked down the path leading to Trev’s parked car. We moved quietly, which was probably unnecessary, but it made the idea of escaping more exciting. I was smiling when I realized we had reached his SUV.

The shiny black vehicle looked expensive. I knew little about cars, but it was obvious this one was considered a luxury SUV.

Trev opened the passenger door. “Hop on in,” he told me, no longer whispering.

I climbed into the vehicle, and the smell of leather and new car filled my senses. Looking around, I took in the screen in the dash that was the size of the television my brother and dad had watched daily at our old apartment. The leather was red and softer than any car interior I’d ever felt. When Trev opened the driver’s door, he was still grinning. I wondered if he was ever unhappy or angry. I doubted he had reason to be. His world was perfect. Nothing to worry about. It was all taken care of. I couldn’t imagine how that must feel.

“Like it?” he asked me.

“The car?”

He looked offended. “This isn’t a car, Maddy. Calling it that probably hurt its feelings. You should apologize.”

I laughed. “I am not apologizing to a vehicle,” I informed him.

He reached forward and petted the dash like he would a dog. “It’s okay, baby. She doesn’t know any better. I’ve got a lot to teach her.”

Amused, I watched him, and then he glanced at me before starting the engine.

“It smells new,” I said.

He nodded. “It is. My dad bought it for me as a bribe. It worked,” he replied.

“This looks like an expensive bribe,” I said as the smooth ride felt as if we weren’t in a car at all.

Trev shrugged. “Not really. Not to him.”

I waited a moment, and when he said nothing more, I decided to ask another question. “What kind of vehicle is this?” I asked him since I couldn’t recall ever seeing one like this before.

His grin stretched across his chiseled face. “This is a Bentayga,” he said with pride. “It would appreciate it if you remembered that.”

I nodded, biting back a smile. I had no clue what a Bentayga was, so I didn’t reply.

He glanced at me when he came to a Stop sign. “It’s a Bentley, Maddy. Surely, you’ve heard of those.”

A Bentley I had heard of, but other than television, I hadn’t seen one in person.

“They make SUVs?” I’d thought Bentleys were cars driven by rich, old men.

“Hell yeah, they do,” he replied and then caressed his steering wheel.

I laughed, unable to help myself. At least he appreciated his extravagant car. His phone started ringing as we pulled through the entrance to Hughes Farm, and he smirked, looking at the screen on the dash.

“It’s Sax,” he told me, then pressed something on his steering wheel.

“Hey, bud. How’s the movie?” he asked him, then winked at me.

“Where’s Maddy?” was Saxon’s response.

“Are you accusing me of abduction? And here you are, my best friend,” Trev replied, sounding offended while he grinned at me.

“Cut the shit, Trev. She’s not here, and neither are you,” Saxon replied.

He sounded angry, and I wondered if my leaving with Trev and not telling him had been a bad idea. At the time, it had seemed fun and exciting. Now, I wasn’t so sure it had been the right decision.

“Ah, yes, well, we both agreed that a movie with the lovely Declan didn’t sound very appealing. Then, Maddy revealed that she had never played a video game. Can you believe that? Never. She’s missing out on so much in life. So, being the good guy that I am, I decided I would introduce her to the beauty that is Grand Theft Auto. The game. Not the actual felony itself.”

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