Hex - Road Trip To Rosewood

[the_hastings_way]

 She'd paid cash for the tickets, not wanting her parents, or A, to know she was heading home for the weekend. Paying cash meant they'd fly business and not first class, but that was fine. All that mattered was that they got there.

She'd booked a room for them at the Rosewood Inn, under a fake name, and as soon as they'd dropped off their things, they were heading to Mona's via a rental car.

"I managed to get in touch with my friend Caleb. He says Mona's mother hasn't been home in weeks. She's staying with her mother. There shouldn't be anyone home, and the police shouldn't be a problem," she said, her eyes on the road as she spoke.

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[the_hastings_way]

Spencer was fairly fit, easily pulling herself up and onto the roof.

It was eerily quiet, and she found herself shivering a little as she started towards what she hoped would be an open door.

[just_hex]

Hex followed her up easily and spied the door. "This one?" he said and crossed to it. He tried it and it opened with ease. "All right then," he smiled.

[the_hastings_way]

Once inside, Spencer led the way down to where she Knew Mona's locker was. Pressing her ear to the door, she started to turn the dial, listening for clicks before popping the door open.

"These lockers are a joke," she laughed, letting out a sigh of relief that turned sad as she looked in at all the things Mona had left behind. From textbooks and notebooks, to a photo of Mona and Hanna that was taped inside the door.

[just_hex]

"What's she got in there?" he asked, peering past her in the dim light. To him it looked like ordinary school things.

[the_hastings_way]

"Just school work. ...Oh! but her gym kut is in here. I bet there's a brush in that bag. She said, pulling it out and looking inside. Sure enough, there was a large paddle brush along with some cosmetics.

"I don't want to touch it. Should we just take it all for now, and bag it when we get back the the hotel?"

[just_hex]

"That's the best idea. Better to not contaminate it," Hex nodded. "There's...not alarms or anything are there? Or, I don't know, custodians?"

[the_hastings_way]

"Both," Spencer replied. "We should be alright if we go back the way we came though- And there's no cameras, so even if we do set off an alarm, we should be fine."

[just_hex]

"That's good. Good. But we should hurry, yeah? Come on," he said, in no hurry to get arrested on American soil.

[the_hastings_way]

Spencer nodded a little, slinging the bag over her shoulder and starting to walk.

It was so odd to be back here. ...Stranger still to realize she'd probably never be here again.

[just_hex]

Hex headed for the stairs to get back to the rooftop when he heard the clomp of heavy boots and the jingle of keys. He grabbed Spencer's hand and ducked into the loo.

"I hear someone," he said.

[the_hastings_way]

Spencer tensed, but she wasn't about to be caught after coming this far.

Silently she pulled hex towards the bathroom window, pulling the bin over so she could climb up. It wasn't huge, but she'd seen Jennifer Yates climb through it once, and that girl was built like a line backer with the metabolism of a sloth. She was certain she and Hex could slip through it without too much trouble.

[just_hex]

"Be careful, there's going to be a drop," he warned, reaching to steady her so she could get out and away first...just in case.

But then he followed after, squeezing through the window to safety.

[the_hastings_way]

Spencer landed carefully, then reached to help Hex down as well before taking off towards the car.

Her heart was pounding, but she didn't care. They finally had something to work with.

[just_hex]

Hex's heart was up more from adrenaline than exertion. He was smiling by the time he snatched the car door open.

"We did it," he said. "We'll get to the bottom of this, yet."