Cut and Run 5 - Armed and Dangerous

GPS and hit the button that would continue their previous course.
    The suction cup that attached the unit to the dash popped up, and the unit jumped off the dash into Ty’s lap. He flailed briefly as he fought with the charging wire, trying to disentangle it and retrieve the unit as it slid down his leg and tangled in the steering column.
    Julian chuckled drily from the back seat. “Looks like she likes you too.”

    J ULIAN ’ S fingers had long ago lost all feeling, and the tingling sensation was marching its way down his arm toward his shoulder by the time the snow got heavy enough that the two FBI agents were discussing stopping.
    “I think we can make it out of the storm,” Zane was saying even as Ty shook his head.
    “I’m telling you, Zane, if there’s one thing West Virginia knows, it’s snow. This is a car killer, and we’re in a Crown Vic.”
    “You’re saying we should stop for the night?”
    “Yes.”
    “And let the snow pile up around us as Cross tries repeatedly to kill us and escape?”
    “Well, not when you put it that way, Zane. Jesus.”
    “I really don’t want to die in a snow storm in the middle of Indiana,” Cameron said in a small voice.
    “I said it would kill the car, not us,” Ty grumbled.
    “It’s… sort of the same thing, though,” Zane pointed out. “We don’t even have winter coats.”
    Julian could clearly see the glare Ty shot at Zane
    Julian glanced to Cameron and met his lover’s eyes. Cameron still looked worried and overwhelmed, and Julian had been trying his best to remain outwardly calm for his benefit. It was getting harder to do, though, the longer this charade went on. Both attempts at escape had been foiled, and he had to admit, he was a little surprised. He smiled and gave Cameron a wry roll of his eyes despite his concern.
    He was torn over what he wanted Ty and Zane to do. Every mile they drove brought them closer to DC and the danger that lay in wait there. But while stopping in the snow storm would afford him and Cameron the chance at escaping, how far could they realistically get in a whiteout blizzard like this?
    Eventually, the snow was falling so fast and thick that it didn’t matter what any of them wanted to do. Ty could barely see to drive the car, and as soon as they caught wind of an exit off the toll road that had a hotel, Ty headed for it. It took them half an hour to get from the exit to the hotel, inching along in the driving snow. Every minute that passed, the agents grew edgier and meaner.
    “I could get out and walk and get us a room before the car could get there,” Zane said.
    “Zane, shut up,” Ty said through gritted teeth. His knuckles were white on the steering wheel. Julian supposed it was partly instinct and mostly dumb luck that he was able to navigate at all. He was tense, though, and for someone wound as tight as Ty already was, making him more so wasn’t going to help anyone.
    Julian and Cameron wisely kept their mouths shut.
    “You want me to drive for a while?”
    “Zane, seriously, stop talking to me right now, okay?”
    Zane cleared his throat and shrugged a shoulder, looking out the window.
    Julian glanced over at Cameron again, trying to gauge how well he was holding up. “You okay?”
    Cameron shook his head, eyes darting to the front to see if either agent was looking at him. Julian knew that Cameron was ashamed to admit to his fear in front of Ty and Zane.
    The anger flared so unexpectedly that Julian gave a sharp gasp as it burned through him. Who were these two clowns to make Cameron feel like that? Who the hell did these assholes think they were dealing with?
    He had to take several long, deep breaths to calm himself. “It’s okay, love. There’s no shame in being frightened.”
    Cameron looked at him, eyes pleading, expression miserable. Julian’s chest twisted and the anger banked to a slower burn.
    “It’s okay.”
    Ty threw the car in park and rested both hands on the steering wheel. When Julian glanced at him, he had his eyes closed, visibly trying to relax after the stressful drive.
    “I think we’re in a parking lot,” the agent muttered.
    Zane cleared his throat again and looked back at them as he popped the car door open. “I’ll go see about a room.”
    He left them with Ty in the car, and Ty reached to turn the car off, instantly throwing the car into an otherworldly silence. The chill began to seep into Julian’s bones as soon as the heat turned off.
    “Can’t we at least