"Will those men come back?" Mrs. Garcia asked with an uneasy expression.<br/><br/>"You'll never see those men again," Darius replied.<br/><br/>He got three different reactions from the three members of the Garcia family.  The mother looked puzzled by his response.  Selena looked away from him as if she was as scared of him as she was of the men who had kidnapped her.  Manuel nodded with a look of satisfaction on his face and said "Good".<br/><br/>"If you're wanted by the law señor, don't worry about us talking to them.  I'll be surprised if they show up."  Manuel had a bitterness to his voice.  Almost as if to contradict him though, Darius could hear sirens in the distance and getting closer.  His cue to leave.<br/><br/>"I'm not wanted by the law . . . . . . . .  yet.  But I am trying to avoid others, the media included."<br/><br/>Mrs. Garcia had stepped away a moment and was now back with his groceries. "It's best not to leave these behind then."<br/><br/>"Gracias, señora,"  Darius replied with a slight bow as he slipped out the back door and headed for his truck.  The sirens were getting louder, so he drove out of the alley and turned in the opposite direction of the approaching police cars, driving slowly so as not to draw attention.<br/><br/>He'd once been a cop who had followed all the rules.  But this evening he had killed two men without a second thought.  Darius was disturbed by the fact that he wasn't all that disturbed by his actions.  Shouldn't he feel some guilt?  But after playing by the rules for so long, only to come close to death and end up a hunted man by the mob, he felt strangely liberated by not having to play by the rules anymore.  The two kidnappers were probably slavers working for one of the human trafficking rings.  As such, he felt no guilt for their deaths.<br/><br/>But now he had a new problem to consider.  Jane.  He'd almost run her down earlier this evening.  And she was probably waiting at the apartment complex for an explanation.  He could simply refuse to give an explanation, but that would probably piss her off enough that she might make a complaint to the police.  He could claim she was mistaken and it was someone else who looked like him in a truck of the same color as his that had almost run her down.  But it was hard to imagine she didn't get a good look at him.  He could claim he didn't see her until he'd almost run over her, but she'd still want to know why he was in such a hurry.  He could even tell her a half-truth that he was chasing Selena's kidnappers, but lost them after she got in his way.  That might earn him hero status for his effort and a story in her newspaper, which was the last thing he wanted.  Finally, he decided to go with a road rage story.  It would solidify his image as a volatile bad boy.  He liked Jane and would have liked to get closer to her, but perhaps it was for the best that he keep his distance.  By the end of tonight, she would probably have nothing to do with him again.<br/><br/>Pulling up to the apartment complex, Darius gathered up his groceries and headed upstairs.  And there Jane was, waiting for him.  And not looking very happy.