Page 21 of Cash

Fuck... He wasn't sure what was going on, but he knew it wasn't good. Then he heard a voice in the background. 'Are you almost done.'

"Yeah, just give me a second," River answered the voice back anxiously.

"Where are you?"

"I'm at Penn station."

"What?" Cash asked, losing all patience.

"In New York," he answered back.

"What the fuck?"

'I need my phone back,' the voice in the background was sounding more irritated.

"Can you get on a train to Glendale?" he asked.

"Ummm... No. I don't have any money...and my phone died."

"I'll be there. Sit tight. You fucking owe me."

"Thanks Cash," he said.

"Don't leave until I'm there. Be out by the main entrance."

He hung up and grumbled and pulled on some shorts and a t-shirt. He grabbed his keys and slid on some slides and made his way out to the truck. "This fucking kid," he grumbled under his breath.

He was on the road heading into the city, which would take a couple hours and it was four in the fucking morning. He was going to need so much coffee.

Once he had an extra-large gas station coffee and donut, he set off to the city.

He called his sister. She picked up on the second ring.

"Cash...What's wrong? It's the middle of the night."

He didn't even think about that. Of course, it was the middle of the night, it was four here and so in Colorado it was two in the morning.

"I just wanted to let you know River called me and he's in the city."

He heard her shuffle in bed. "What do you mean?"

"He called me from the train station. His phone is dead and he's out of money."

"He's in New York?" Her voice sounded more awake, and she sounded pissed.

"Yeah," he answered.

"What the fuck is he doing there?"

"I don't know. I should be able to get him around seven or so. I'll have him call you."

"He better fucking call me. Cash... I'm at my wits end with this kid."

"Let me get him and we'll get it figured out."

"Thanks."

"No problem. I'll have him call you."

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