Fates Hands novel Chapter 69

Chapter 4–Book 2 

###WARNING Language and dark topics### 

Nova wasn‘t even a couple of feet into the forest when the first of many down pours began. It didn‘t bother her she loved the rain, she didn‘t have any kind of rain coat or poncho, she made herself one from one of the big black leaf bags. It covered everything even her backpack. 

She giggled when she realized what she must look like, she didn‘t care though it did the job and it was also something that helped her to blend in to the deep woods. 

Now all she had to do was keep going, she also kept a look out for cougars and bears. Don‘t need any of those kind of visitors. 

She was quick and quiet on her feet, so she had that advantage. She was used to doing a lot of walking, even with the heavy back pack on she wasn‘t slowed down. She imagined that she would get tired but she wanted to cover as much ground as possible before stopping to rest. 

She felt an urgency to keep going, not only to get as far away as possible, she also felt like she was running to something as well. (2) 

She didn‘t know what though, she just pulled out her compass and kept on moving. She was enjoying the sense of freedom and the solace of the forest. 

She wanted to put as much distance as she could behind her before she rested for the night. With it raining she was planning on stopping a little sooner than normal, because it will 

get dark quicker than normal. 

She just hoped that she could find a nice place to set up a sleeping area. 

There were not any caves this far from the mountains and caves could also be home to predators. 

No, what she needed was a nice, fat pine tree with the branches that hung to the forest floor. She could scoot in there under the branches, they wouldn‘t be completely dry because of the constant rain, they will be however, a lot drier than the exposed forest floor. 

All she would have to do was get out her tarp and fashion it so it would cover her and provide a barrier between her and the wet. She won‘t be able to have a fire but at least she will be dry. 

With the tarp surrounding her it will also make it harder for predators to 

sniff her out. This thought made her shiver a bit, the tarp could also provide enough camouflage should a certain person come looking for her. 

With that thought, she almost did something really stupid and continued hiking on through the night. 

Instead right at that moment she came up to a huge nice and fat pine tree, it met all the requirements. She started to lift up the under branches and found a nice almost totally dry space. She set up her little sleep spot. 

She unrolled her sleeping bag, just as it started to rain again. Well she did love the sound of rain, when she was trying to sleep. She reached in her back pack and got out a granola bar. 

Kathy got up at two in the afternoon 

the next day, she read Nova‘s note and tossed it into the garbage. She grabbed her bottle of Jack that was. next to the note and headed to the living room to watch her soaps. 

She didn‘t give Nova or anyone else another thought as she drank her breakfast. She decided that perhaps she would go through Nova‘s room and look for money again, it was a small fucking room where the hell does she hide it. 

If that little bitch doesn‘t start coughing up some money, Kathy was going to make sure that James takes it out on her body instead. That should be enough incentive for her to be generous. 

What she did though, was exactly what Nova said would happen, she drank herself into unconciousness right there on the couch. Everything forgotten. 

Sheriff Avery was having a really good day, he had no idea that an FBI agent was setting up shop at the local motel. Nor did he think that any evidence would ever be found. 

He was really wrong, his day was about to go bad as he pulled up to the motel to get some snacks and coffee for the road. Unfortunately for him he didn‘t take any notice of the sedan. It was parked down the drive next to cabin 3.0 

The desk clerk didn‘t say anything to him, as he got what he wanted. Sheriff Avery was under the impression that everyone loved him, but no one liked him except for the drug addicts that were quickly increasing 

At first when it was just a town issue no one gave a crap, it however quickly became a rural neighborhood issue, people were not blind. The 

Clerk thought that perhaps Mr. FBI in cabin 3 will do something about the problem that the Sheriff has become. 

The clerk waited for the Sheriff to drive off, he decided he was going to talk with his guest in cabin number three. Let him in on a few things. 

Jack as Brutus was out further than they usually go, something was driving him onward. They thought about going back to their camp for the night. They were both reluctant to leave. It was raining and night is coming quicker with it. That wasn‘t a problem for them. 

The problem was not understanding what was driving them to keep pushing on. That was when Brutus stopped them in their tracks. 

“Jack you don‘t suppose that we are