It was only a couple of blocks and I covered the distance in less than a minute. Which wasn't long enough for me to bring my mind to order or figure out how I was going to make Quaid listen when he had a serious hate on for me right now.
Not that it mattered. And I refused to stop and think he was the first person I thought of when I needed help. Because that would mean admitting I needed him.
I just wasn't in the right headspace for that at the moment.
I snuck around the back of the house, trying to quiet my breathing so Martin and Louisa wouldn't hear me. My luck, just as I hit the corner, I heard their door open and the sound of their voices. I threw myself behind a bank of rose bushes and hoped they hadn't seen me.
"But, Martin," Louisa was saying, "she can't do this."
"We have to trust Miriam," he answered. I heard a car door open. "She knows what she's doing."