Part 24:
 

Rating: PG
 

"Here's the name of the hotel and how to get there. It's just outside of San Diego, in Carlsbad. Remember, we're meeting there in exactly one month, the keys will be at the desk, and your name is Anthony Morelli. You're eighteen and your birthday is January 6, 1977. Memorize it, in case anyone takes your ID and asks."

"I already have. I memorized it when Darius got it for me in Miami. Now, tell me again why we're not just meeting in San Diego?"

"There's more cops in any major city, and there's still enough people outside of it for us to blend in. Really, Gabriel, use your head."

"And this ID Darius got for me is authentic?"

"Yeah, straight from the DMV."

"How did Darius get all this anyway? It looks real."

"It is real. He took your picture to a few of his friends, and they had your ID and driver's license made."

"Cool. …Um…"

"What?"

"You take care."

"You, too. Don't get into any trouble."

"Same to you."

"You have my phone number, if anything. Call if you need to. God, I can't believe we've been together for four months. Just don't tell anyone you know me or that you stayed with me."

"Right. The whole purpose of us splitting up is so that no one figures out we're together. It would be pointless for us to separate if I was going to tell someone."

"I know. You're right. Just be careful. The world's a mean place."

"Don't I know it. That's why it's good that we're mean people."

"In a month, then."

"See you at the end of March."

"'Bye Gabriel."

"'Bye Arianna."