That night, Clara hitchhiked her way towards the ferry station. Given that sitting on the bed evoked vivid imagery of sleeping in an overflowing ashtray, she figured this was a better use of her time. It’s not like I need to sleep.
She enjoyed a late night meal at a steakhouse that several locals raged about. While waiting for her meal, she went online to secure a spot on the first ferry out in the morning. It was doubtful there was much demand, but this guaranteed her passage.
As payback, Clara charged it to Evelyn’s credit card. The one they provided her, when they first agreed to a proverbial mutual defence pact. Since they already knew her general whereabouts and where she would end up, Clara might as well take advantage of the perks.
“Here’s to you,” Clara said while lifting her frosted mug of beer in the air.
Disclaimer: This excerpt from The Van Helsing Impetus is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth. The image is sourced from Pixabay.