Chapter 2 - "How many cops can a truck chuck chuck"
“Blazing rose, Blazing rose, do you copy?” Uncle Sam’s voice could be heard in the radio again after 15 minutes. It was a good sign for her as it meant a plan was in motion.
“10-4. what you’ve got for me?” she replied, turning down the music so she could hear.
“I’ve got Megan, Connor and Bill at a pit stop where you’re heading. They were taking a break after a long haul, on their way to the city to drop off the trailers in the yard.” The convoy were 18 wheeler drivers.
“Sweet. My guess is the rest area A65 just before the city?” she smirked.
“Got that right. They are set up and ready. As soon as you pass the A65, Flash your lights. Let them take care of the rest. Il join in right after on the next ramp.”
“Thanks Uncle Sam. Just for the records I’m not stuck. I’m just too darn tired to put it with this right now.”
Uncle Sam laughed on the radio “if you ever get caught by the cops one day il be a monkeys uncle. We all want some sleep after a long run. See ya soon Girly”
Hearing those words placed her at ease “Again, thank you uncle Sam. Over” she placed the mic back into the bracket under her glove box.
Quickly, she turned off the cruise control and stretched her legs to reach the pedals and clutch again. She was getting ready as she was fast approaching the pit stop A65 at 110 miles an hour in darkness, in the outskirt of the city, highways didn’t even have street lights.
5 minutes later, it was time. She passed the exit ramp for A65, and flashed her headlights several times. Next thing you know in the darkness, three 18 wheelers turned on their bright orange trailer lights. 2 sitting on the right shoulder, the other on the left shoulder. “Perfect. Just like old times”.
They started rolling forward right away when they noticed her, which gave her just enough time to pass them before they used their trucks size to completely block the road like a barrier. The M35 was a 2 lane highway per direction, each direction split by clusters of trees. The trucks tried their best to catch speed; they had to hurry to the next ramp to catch up with Uncle Sam because they were one truck short. They had enough truck to block the 2 lanes, but missing one truck to block one of the two shoulders where cop where already attempting to pass. Megan one of the 18 wheelers driver swayed her truck left and right from the last lane into the shoulder to prevent them from passing.
“Nice move Megan. We’re almost at the ramp. Connor did you just recently painted your truck to look like Optimus primes from transformers?????” she looked in her rear view mirror and laughed.
“Mmmmmaaaayyyyybbbeeeeeee!” Connor teased “what’s wrong with that? I’m a big fan so it’s perfect.”
“Yeah if you want to be an eye soar” blazing rose replied, quickly followed by Megan “You got burned Connor. I’m with her on this one” another voice appeared on the radio.
The laughter was short lived as they passed under the ramp, and Uncle Sam joined in next to Megan, and blocked off the remaining gap. “Have no fear, Uncle Sam is here!” he could be heard shouting in the radio. At this point, they had successfully blocked off the cops from Blazing rose.
“Thanks guys. I owe you one. Goodnight, and be good!” The Convoys replied “10-4!”. Blazing Rose clutched, downshifted to 3rd gear, and spun the front tires as she let go of the clutch, increasing the gap between her, the convoy and the cops for a quick getaway. She was safe for the time being, and heading home in the city.
