I opened the door. The dark figure pounced on me and shut the door behind him.

He slammed his lips on mine and then whispered, "We need to leave. They're getting closer."

I froze for a moment. "What do we do now?"

My captor removed his hoodie. His dark eyes bored into mine. "Pack your bags and lay low for a few days. I'll take care of things here. Go."

Fifteen minutes and a chewed bubble gum later, I slid into the black Jeep and drove off into the cold night with an address scribbled on a post-it and a wad of hundred dollar bills, leaving behind an anxious partner.

The night was going to be a long one.