Raul unfurled an official-use-only gray and green Fulton County Medical Examiner’s Office body bag. He filled it with pine needles, a few twigs and threw it in the river. The swift water carried it downstream and into the path of the flashlight. Much yelling followed.
Raul turned to Carl, “Run. Now.”
Carl’s confusion deadened his reaction. He truly expected to be inside that bag by now.
“It’s up to you,” Raul said as he started down the path downstream. “You’ve got about twenty minutes head start.”
Carl grinned and ran upstream to the highway. The sun would be up soon.