Chapter 231
Once the question of the cross was settled, Jorick carefully disassembled her splint and redid it with clean cloth. When he was finished, they made a shopping list including luggage, shampoo, soap and other odds and ends, then left for the nearest 24 hour chain store.
Jorick walked to the silver hatchback, and Katelina stopped next to Senya's shiny black car. "We could take this."
Jorick's nose wrinkled. "No, we should get rid of it."
Her eyes went wide with horror. "It's a sports car!"
"It's also an Executioner's car and someone might recognize it. I should have gotten rid of it earlier." He ran a restless hand through his hair. "There's no time now."
Katelina sighed and trudged to the ugly little Escort. As she climbed in she cast a regretful look back at the shiny car. "You're sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure. It's bad luck."
Though she agreed, she did so gloomily. "You're probably right. She's such a bitch that I'm sure it rubbed off on it. Still, it is pretty."