Page 14 of Chasing Sunsets

Chapter Five

Sadie grabbed a clue. Zack ran beside her to cross the parking lot toward the SUVs. Cameramen filmed from the front passenger windows. The two couples in front of them took the first two closest vehicles, so he and Sadie rushed toward the third. Zack sprinted around the car to the driver’s door and heard a car door slam shut. Sadie was already in the backseat. He jumped into the driver’s seat, started the engine, and turned toward her.

She tore the envelope open and yanked out their first destination with a folded map. “SaysCowboy Stadium.”

He spun around and shifted the car into reverse.

“You don’t need directions?” the camera guy asked while filming.

Zack shook his head. Dealey Plaza was close to Hwy 35, and it only took him a minute to get there. He drove up the on-ramp to find traffic crawling. Impatiently, he rapped the steering wheel. Although they’d made it out of the parking lot first, he doubted that’d do much good. Plus, some teams might get ahead by taking a different route.

“Come on, come on,” Sadie chanted. She’d never been what he’d call patient.

Zack kept his left hand on the steering wheel, his eyes on the road, and held out his right hand to the cameraman. “Zack.”

From the corner of his eye, he saw the camera lower. Zack glanced over and realized the guy looked young, like a teenager, with short hair spiked on the top.

He shook Zack’s hand. “Truman. How do you know where the stadium is, are you from Dallas?”

“I’m not, but I’ve been here a few times.”

“The high school team he coaches played here for the championship three years ago.” The pride in Sadie’s voice made him smile.

“Cool. What made you guys apply for the show?”

“Why do most people enter?” she countered.

Truman shrugged. “I’ve gotten a variety of answers to that question. Most say they did it for the money, some to challenge themselves, and others claim they wanted to see places they’d never been.”

“All the above,” Sadie said.

“I saw the footage of when the curtain dropped. You two seemed surprised to see one another. Does that mean you haven’t been communicating lately?”

Neither he nor Sadie responded.

After a couple of minutes, Truman placed the camera at his feet. “I understand you’re not willing to discuss your separation, but I have to ask you guys questions. It’s my job.”

“We understand,” Zack replied.

The twenty-mile trip took an hour and fifteen minutes. Once in the parking lot, Zack followed theChasing Sunsetsmarkers to a specified area. Three white SUVs were already there.

Truman had started filming as soon as they’d turned off the highway. More camera workers crowded the designated entrance. Zack threw the car into park and hopped out. Sadie was a couple of steps ahead of him. She turned toward him and held out her hand.

He’d held her hand so many times while they dated and since they married, yet never had her offered hand meant more. He gripped it, and they ran as fast as they could. The stadium entrance led to a tunnel that brought them to the field. It’d been converted into multiple goalposts areas where a football waited on a tee about fifteen yards away from the uprights. Each area had an official in uniform. A movement overhead caught his attention. He looked up to see someone ziplining across the arena.

Signs with KICKER and ZIPLINER in bold letters pointed in two different directions. It was a no-brainer which of them would do each task. He grinned at Sadie. “You got this.”

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