Helanie:
"That's him," I patted Lamar's shoulder hastily, pointing at the bike that drove towards the woods.
"What is he doing?" I asked myself, wondering why he would turn into the woods. And I guess Lamar was thinking the same thing because he instantly spoke up.
"He wants us to follow him?" Lamar said, making my heart skip a beat.
So many questions popped into my head.
Why?
Why would he want us to follow him? Is there someone waiting for us in the woods? Did his mother tell him we were at the café, or did he see us himself?
"Well, then go ahead and follow him." I just wanted to get it over with tonight. He could be leading us somewhere dangerous for all I knew, but at the moment, I had to confront him, or we would lose him again.
"Are you sure?" Lamar spoke through the heavy wind and his helmet.
I pulled my hand forward and gave him a thumbs-up to respond. Then, I held onto him tightly as he sped into the woods.
