Dolemeck helped with packing up the car. They had tents, supplies, extra clothes, everything they would need to survive the road trip. All they needed now, was to get on the road.
"I think we can head out!"
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Tommy Templeton pulled up to his motel at the edge of town and killed the engine on his bike. Between helping the others on the semi-team he was on and his own personal business for The Boss, he hadn't a lot of time to himself in the last few months. The situation down in New Orleans was a nice break and Kassi helped out, but Tommy still wasn't in a good place.
He loped up the steps to the room and closed the door behind him, dropping his bag on the floor. He set the 24-pack of beer on the small table to his right, determined to get started as soon as he laid down for a moment. A wave of fatigue hit him just then, the result of pushing too hard for too long. He needed to call Joe. He needed to call Roxanne about Joe. He pulled his wallet from his back pocket and a slip of paper fell to the floor. Probably another receipt. Need to keep those for when I file...
He bent down and picked up the slip of paper and turned it over.
"Oh man. How did you forget to call her?" he said to no one in particular.
We have no time to indulge in petty fantasy."Yeah, I know." Tommy said, pulling his phone from his pocket. He dialed the number.