I didn't want to see Livvy leave, but with the freakiness of having a gun pointed to her head I couldn't say I blamed her for wanting to go home. Even a part of me was considering going with her. But then of course the other part of my brain kicked in telling me I would be stupid to leave the rest of my friends. I would regret it later.
We all watched as Silas put her in a taxi to take her home. I don't think we were comfortable sending her off on her own, but at the same time, I don't think any of us wanted to leave.
"I hope she'll be alright," I thought out loud as Silas slammed the door, shutting out the rain.
"Her dad said he'd be waiting to pick her up at the other end," Harry said. "I'm sure she'll be fine."
"But still," I said. "She was so shaken after it happened. I wouldn't want to be alone in that state."
"We all know that Livvy can handle herself," Silas said matter-of-factly. "She's going to give us a call when she gets home
"Except it won't be like we planned," Aimee said sadly, "because we won't have Livvy with us."
"We'll have to send her postcards from wherever we go," I said cheerfully. "You know, the cheesy 'wish you were here' ones with pictures of famous landmarks on them. She'd like that. That way she'll know we're still thinking about her."
"Yeah," Aimee agreed. "That sounds like a good idea. Speaking of which, where are we going next Silas?"
"I'm not sure."
"What?" Harry exclaimed, his voice oozing sarcasm. "The man with with a plan doesn't know where we're going next?"
We all laughed to relieve a little bit of the tension that was building up inside the van. The rain pouring down outside wasn't helping matters, giving the whole day a sinister sort of vibe. I didn't like it.
I don't know if it was just the weather but as I looked out of the window behind Aimee's head I caught sight of something odd.
"Guys?" I asked, still staring out the window. "How long has that police car been sitting there?"
The guys turned around to see what I was looking at. They both turned back with blank faces.
"I don't know Floss," Harry said. "Why? It's not doing us any harm by sitting there."
"I know. It just seems a little strange that it's the only other car around here though. Surely they'd station a police car in a place where there would be, well, other cars. But I'm probably just being silly."
"Yeah that's it, Floss making things up in her head again," Harry joked, leaning back over the passenger seat to ruffle my hair.
"Watch it," I protested, batting his hand away. "Now let's get driving. That's what we're here for isn't it?"
"But I don't know where we're going," Silas protested.
"Who cares? Let's just see where the road takes us!"
I felt a sudden surge of excitement well up inside me as Silas started the engine and we drove of down the road. But it was replaced by a touch of fear a few minutes later when I looked out of the back window to see the headlights of a police car behind us.