Brian twitched the dark blue curtains to the side and stared at the unmarked cop car across the street. They had started surveillance a couple of hours ago and he just knew it meant they were assembling charges against him. He needed to leave and soon or he’d be doing time. Hopefully he could find a safe place and send Dom a letter. He had really been expecting to be contacted by now, had honestly been expecting to be on his way to Mexico by now. Oh well it was just a matter of time before Dom came for him, in the mean time he needed to get packing.

It only took him half an hour to pack what he felt he couldn’t leave behind but coming up with a way around his newest ‘friends’ was another matter. He decided that he would drive to one of the local malls, ditch the car in the parking lot and bus over to Hectors place. Brian was pretty sure he could trade his Mazda for something of Hector's. And once Hector got the title he could head over to the mall and pick the car up. Plans made, Brian carried his backpack out to the garage; glad that it was attached to the house and the cops outside couldn’t see him with his stuff.

It took him twenty minutes to get to the La Cruz mall; he went in the east entrance with his backpack casually slung over his left shoulder and trying to act as if he didn’t know he was being followed.

Once Brian felt he couldn’t be seen he quickly walked through the mall to the bus station on the west side. Luck was on his side and the bus he needed was just about ready to leave and he wouldn’t have to wait around hoping the cops didn’t decide to drive around the mall or come looking for him.