He pointed up the tracks.
About four hundred yards ahead of us, we could see a lot of red and blue lights flashing and I do mean a lot.
“Do you think they are waiting for us?” I asked.
“How the heck could they have known we went this way?” Meek shouted as he started to throttle back to slow us down and give us time to think.
An idea struck me. “Maybe they found our plans and the map we made on my grandparents computer.”
“You didn’t delete it?” Meek shouted.
“I forgot!”
With my arms wrapped tightly around him, I could feel the disappointment within him.
“Are you ready to give up and go back home?” he asked.
“No way!” I shouted.
“Alright then, hang on tight because I’m getting us to California if it kills us both.”