Ciudad Juárez (Mexico) -- Fiction; El Paso (Tex.) -- Fiction; Prostitutes -- Fiction
"Yeah--I'm O. K., but I'd been a goner if Pearl hadn't had a good hold
on me. That hole I fell in back there didn't have no bottom, at least, I
didn't feel any--My God, what a night," as she stooped over and felt of
her stockings to see if her money was still there. "Yeah, I still got my
money, but I'll have to dry it, but wet money is better than no money."
"Listen--what is that I hear? It sounds--there it is--somebody trying to
catch another car--it's the police siren and it's coming this way as
sure as you're born," said Evelyn, "I'll go up near the road and see if
I see anything of Tony. You watch me and when you see me motion to you,
come a-running, because if we are caught at this, it will be just too
bad," as she started toward the road.
"Stoop down," said Mickey, "We will keep low to the ground and go as
close to the road as we can, so we won't have far to run when Ev
motions."
Bright lights came into sight, of a speeding car coming from town, as
Evelyn came up on the edge of the road, and as the car came near her,
its brakes began to scream, as lights following it came into view, with
the shrieking of the police siren.
"Quick, get in," said the voice of a man, as the car came to a stop.
"The cops are wise."
"Oh, Jees, where are Pearl and Mickey?" as she jerked the door of the
car open.
"Here," as they came alongside of Evelyn.
Tony shifted the gears of the car, and was moving, as the three pulled
and helped each other in, the other car nearing, with the siren
screaming louder and louder. Tony shot into the night. "Lay down on the
floor, girls, and get ready for the ride of your life. If I can beat the
cops to the fork of the Mesa road, we have a chance--if not--we are
jail-house bound for some time to come."
"What the Hell are we passing that's throwing all that light," asked
Pearl.
"It's some cement company," answered Evelyn, as they went into darkness
again.
"Hey, Tony, how do you think they found out about this?" asked Mickey.
"One of them lousy telephone operators tipped them off, that is the only
way they could have found out--the dirty fluzey."
"Good God--I hope we get away from them all right," murmured Pearl, as
the car lurched and shot through the deepening dark.
"Are we leaving them behind yet, Tony?"
"Not yet we ain't, not till we get off these curves, but when we get on
that straight stretch of road, I'll leave 'em plenty far behind."
"Hey, Tony," said Evelyn, as she got up on her knees, with her hands on
the back of the front seat, "You don't think they could have sent a car
out on the Mesa road, maybe to head us off, do you?"
"Well, that's a chance we got to take, but I don't think they would have
had time even if they had thought, which they probably didn't--but I'll
tell you something--we gotta leave that bunch quick when we hit that
straight piece of road, if we don't they will try to shoot the rear
tires off. You girls stay on the floor, in case they do shoot."
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