A Series of Unfortunate Events Part: 41

[Hardly able to breathe , Render wheezes out his words.
“Ok, ok, what do you want?”
Reaver’s half illuminated face grins menacingly.
“You…”]

Monday 3-12-2012

“Ok, we can either help each other or we can both die here son. It’s your choice.”
Without words Daniels is on his feet and ready to run.
“Good”
Carl dashes towards the road a few hundred feet away with impeccable speed and grace. Daniels can’t possibly keep up, but is running as fast as he can. By the time he reaches Carl’s car, Carl is already buckled in and has the car running. Daniels, quickly maneuvers around to the passenger side of the vehicle and gets in. Before the he could even shut the door Carl has already begun to accelerate well beyond 60 mph.
“So forgive me for asking this ridiculous question but, where on earth are we going.”
“Well that depends on if your boss figures out that I have you fleeing with me.”
At this thought, Daniels turns to look through the back window of the car to see if he can see the position of the chopper.
“Well?”
Carl almost impatiently awaits a reply from Daniels.
“I think he’s too busy searching the ground to look up and even notice us. Besides I doubt he even had a chance to even notice before this four wheeled rocket put us a mile away. Jeezuz. Where the hell did you get this thing?”
Carl chuckles a little bit as he replies.
“I practically built it. Anyway, to answer you previous question, we’re heading to Los Angeles and no we’re not driving there.”
Laughingly Daniels turns to face forward and slumps back down into his seat.
“It’s not that it would have taken very long in this thing anyway, but it’s good to know I won’t have to be stuck in a car for god knows how long.”
As the scenery outside goes by in a blur the two sit in the relative silence of the interior of the car for almost ten minutes before any more communication was accomplished. Daniels turns and examines Carl as he drives fixated on the road.
“So what’s your name?”
“Wha-? How do you not know the name of the man you are hunting down?”
“Your target name was Fox and that’s all I needed to know or really cared to know. It wasn’t like I had to find you from scratch. They basically just pointed out an said ‘catch him’. Pretty simple.”
Carl gives a slow affirmative nod while tucking his lips for a moment.
“I am Doctor Carl Smart. And you sir, you are?”
While still starring at the road, Carl extends his hand out for a handshake.
“Wow this is definitely cliché and corny”
Nic provides carl with a firm handshake while responding.
“Nicholas ‘Nic’ Daniels”
“Nice to meet you Mr. Daniels”
The two get another good laugh for a moment. It’s a little over eighty miles to the airfield that Carl is headed to and during the drive the two men exchange life stories and listen intently to each other’s history. It was the first time Nic spoke of the accident since the funeral and it drew upon a painful irony of how they were both involved in the same wreck and had their lives severely changed as a result of it.