Heading north

Jack put his sunglasses on and squinted up Highway 1 to the north.   He looked back down at the slip of paper he had picked up in the restaurant.

  “PLEASE – Help me get away from them – please!”

His unfortunate trip to the restroom kept him from seeing them leave.  There was something about her.  He had planned to venture south but was becoming more determined to head north.  He had to see her again.  The last thing he wanted was trouble but those eyes haunted him.  A black SUV.  Simple enough.  He turned north onto Highway 1.