From the Pen of Mystery Writer Margot Kinberg —-
Bobby stepped onto the train and looked behind him as the doors swished shut. He’d done it! He’d managed to get on board before Jay’s boys caught up to him. When it got to the station he wanted, all he’d have to do would be to get on the bus for the airport, and he’d be home free. He slid his small suitcase onto the rack above the nearest seat and sat down, wiping his sleeve across his forehead.
The car Bobby had chosen wasn’t too full, which was just what he wanted. Enough people so he didn’t stand out, but not so full that he’d have to interact with anyone. The older guy at the end of the car was rambling on about how godawful the government was. There was a couple two seats away taking selfies and comparing Facebook…
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