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SURVIVING THE HUNT By 6:00 pm that evening, the faces of Eve, Damita, Alejandro and Hernandez were all over local television stations,...

By 6:00 pm that evening, the faces of Eve, Damita, Alejandro and Hernandez were all over local television stations, and the video of them shooting at the agents of The Elite were played repeatedly. The videos also went viral on the internet. Moving around the state of Hawaii became even much more difficult. Hernandez led them to an inn in Hilo; quite some distance to the inn the parked their vehicle and told Basilia and Clarisa to go check out the inn to see if there was the presence of security agents. Basilia was too afraid to go. To her everybody that looked her way was a police officer. Even though her face and that of her daughter were not in the videos passers-by made, she still felt that somehow people could see it in her face that she was one of those seen in videos attacking a group with assault rifles. After a long period of deliberating if the inn might be okay for them to spend the night, Clarisa made an interesting suggestion, “Why don’t we leave Hawaii this night? By day it will be harder to leave the city!” All of them looked at each with excitement in their eyes. “All we need to do is to find a place to hide till the late hours of the night and then we hit the road. If we need gas, I can easily buy that. My face is not in the videos,” Clarisa continued. “Do you have any cash on you?” asked Eve. “Yes I have some cash in my purse.”  “Good, please make sure you don’t use your ATM card or credit card to buy anything, Ayinde can easily pinpoint your location with those.”

To wait till late night when they would be on their way out of the city, they drove to an old abandoned building and hide themselves. Another problem they had was how to get a new car. The description of their van was all over the news. To fix that problem Eve left with Clarisa to see if she could find an SUV to hard-wire and steal. Clarisa did the driving while Eve hid at the back of the vehicle with her KSG. It took about forty five minutes before Clarisa found a street with lots of cars. She told Eve about it and drove into the street. Parking the car near the ones they would like to steal, she walked away, making sure she gave no impression to anyone she was afraid. She walked leisurely and scored the street. She saw an open store at that time of the night and went into it to buy some food and water. On the TV screen in the store was the news of what they did to the agents of The Elite earlier in the day. Clarisa held her nerves and went about buying the things she wanted. She made sure she took a lot of time to give Eve enough time to steal the car they needed. When she came out one of the SUVs parked near their van was gone and there was no sign of Eve. She panicked and began to walk away hastily from the street. At some point she saw two police officers and in fear the dropped the things she had bought. Her hands shook and her teeth clattered.

The police officers took note of her attitude and came over to ask her if she was fine. Clarisa put her face on the ground and tried as calmly as she could to pack the things she had dropped. “Excuse me lady, are you okay?” one of the police officers asked her. Clarisa raised her head from the ground and said, “I am okay, just feeling a bit weak. I over worked myself today.” “Should we get you a taxi?” “Yes! I can use one right now.” Just then, an SUV pulled up beside Clarisa and a red-haired woman with heavy make-up and chewing gun like a sex hawker said, “Thank you officers, she is my friend. I will take her home.” Clarisa could not tell who the woman was, but nonetheless she was willing to accept any offer of help which would get her far away from the policemen.

The red-haired woman jumped down from her SUV, revealing she was scantily dressed. The policemen were convinced that perhaps the two women were sex hawkers and so left them. The red-haired woman packed the stuffs Clarisa had bought and helped put them in the vehicle. Clarisa joined her in the car and they drove off. Just when they had turned away from the street, Clarisa figured out who the red-haired woman was. “Eve! This is you Eve!” “I found these in one of the cars beside where we parked, so I thought I should change my look. We need some gas to make a run from this city.” “Your make-up looks like it was hurriedly done; it might give us away, go to the back of the car and let me drive.” Eve knew Clarisa was right, and so pulled up by the road side and allowed her to do the driving. About 4 minutes after they drove away from that spot a team of police officers waved them down. Clarisa was struck with panic again and shook as she pulled the car up. From behind Eve encouraged her, “Don’t be afraid Clarisa. Tell them I am the owner of the vehicle, and that I am drunk and you are driving me home.”

Two police officers walked over to Clarisa and she greeted them, “Good evening officers.” “Good evening lady,” they responded. One of the officers flashed a touch light on Clarisa’s face and compared the look of her face with the faces of Damita and Eve. Then he asked, “Excuse me ma, have you seen any of these faces today?” Clarisa looked hard at the faces of Damita and Eve and said, “Yes, on the television.” The policeman swiped his tab and the faces of her two brothers, Alejandro and Hernandez came up. “How about these two men, have you seen them today?” Clarisa’s heart vibrated and she twitched her face to hide the fact that she was afraid and said, “No, officer I have not seen those faces today except on the television.” The two police officers looked hard at the faces of Hernandez and Alejandro and stared into Clarisa’s face for a while as if to make a connection with her face and those of her brothers. One of them asked, “Are you Mexican?” “Yes, I am.” Clarisa prayed silently that they should let her go. “Are you alone in the car?” one of them asked, “No, I am not, I have a friend in the car. She is drunk.” The police officers opened the back of the car and flashed their touch light on Eve. They saw a woman almost naked, reeking with alcohol and snoring away.” Eve had emptied a can of alcoholic drink on herself just to fit the look of a drunk sex worker. One of the police officers left. The other who remained asked, “How long has your friend been like this?”

“She just dozed off; I picked her from a pub, drunk. Her husband just left her.” The police officer looked hard and long at Clarisa. Clarisa was almost suffocating with panic. Her heart beat so fast she thought she was going to have a heart attack. The police officer drew nearer to Clarisa and said, “When my wife left me, I attempted suicide twice. Take your friend home and make sure she is fine.” Clarisa didn’t waste time to start her vehicle. If not that speeding off from that spot would have looked suspicious, she would have done it. She slowly rolled the SUV away from the police men. Just when she thought her ordeal was over, the second policeman ran back toward her car and asked her to stop. This time both Eve and Clarisa concluded they had been caught. The second police officer asked, “Excuse me ma, do you have any identity on you? I would like to see one.” While Clarisa pondered what to say, the policeman who had let them go, pulled his colleague aside and said something to him. By the time the policemen returned to her, she had gathered her thoughts and said to them, “I rushed out of the house to pick up my friend. I don’t have any form of identity on me.” In a chorus, the two police officers said to her, “It’s okay, you can go home.”

This time, Clarisa did not care, she just sped off. Eve sat up on the back seat, took a deep sigh of relief and said, “Clarisa, you just saved us! I didn’t know you are this good. I was lying on my gun, if they had asked you to step down from the car, I would have started shooting. “Eve, I died back there and resurrected. If I go through one more of this ordeal, I will have a heart attack.” “I pray we don’t run into any of them again,” Eve said wishfully. They drove for about eight more minutes and pulled into a gas station to buy gas. As soon as they were done, Clarisa hit the road back to the old abandoned house which they made their home for some part of that night.

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