Leaning forward, Tansy closed her eyes and, with an effort that looked painful, she held her wrists together, her hands arced out. Tansy's lips moved, possibly in a silent prayer, just before she pushed a ball of concentrated energy at the driver through the thick wire divider.
The driver slumped forward, unconscious as the cab careened out of control toward the brick wall of a warehouse.
"Shit, shit, shit..." Rose closed her eyes and visualized the driver stomping on the brakes. The car skidded to a halt and the two women jumped out.
"Asshole!" Tansy ripped the driver's door open, jammed the car into park, removed the driver's seatbelt and dragged him from the car. "Get in," she snarled in Rose's direction. "We have to get out of here before someone finds us."
Rose climbed into the vehicle more because she wanted to get away from the man who had kidnapped them than because she agreed with her sister. "Where to now?"
Tansy looked down at the gauges as she put the car in gear. "As far as three quarters of a tank of gas will take us, then we'll catch a bus."
Two hours and one flat tire later, they were walking. "I'm hungry."
"Don't whine to me about the state of your stomach, Tansy. This was your idea."
"Yeah, but you're older. You should have stopped me."
Rose stopped walking to glare at her sister. "I'm older by months, Tansy, not years. That does not give me more experience. If it did, I would have known this harebrained scheme of yours would turn out badly."
Tansy stuck her thumb out as a car approached. "I don't care what you think about the perils of hitchhiking. I'm hitching a ride to the nearest restaurant."
Rose shook her head and sighed. "Whatever. It's not like you couldn't use that weird energy thing on someone again."
"I can't. I can only use that about once every six hours, but that's beside the point. I'm hungry and thirsty and my feet hurt."
"Why do I always forget you're the whiney sister until I go with some stupid plan of yours?" Rose shook her head. She almost laughed when the car sped past and Tansy stomped her foot like a frustrated child.
She didn't laugh, however, when a long, sleek limo stopped and a door opened.
"Uh, no thanks." Tansy backed away.
"I thought you wanted a ride. You had your thumb out, didn't you?" The man inside didn't move to get out, nor did he attempt to coerce them into the vehicle any further.
"Well...yes. I did have my thumb out."
"Then get in. I'm late for a meeting. I can't sit here indefinitely."
"I'm not sure about this, Tansy." Rose grabbed her sister's arm as she sighed and headed for the car.
Tansy turned around with a sigh. "You're not sure about what? The man stopped because I had my thumb out." She narrowed her eyes as if to say get in or you're on the menu. I'm starved. "Get in. He'll take us to town."
"Which town would that be?" Rose asked as she climbed into the car behind her sister, the whole time telling herself you're just too damned stupid to live, Rose. Or maybe that was Tansy. The jury was still out on that one.