#Chapter 194 – Cobblestones

“Iris, I mean like, jump down from the truck,” Frankie says, leaning forward towards me with a laugh. “Not jump off a bridge.” “Okay, with how this plan has currently gone,” I say, staring at him with wide eyes, “I think you need to clarify these details, Frank.” He laughs, grinning at me, and then waving his hand casually to me, inviting me to sit back down and relax. I do so, leaning against his leg as we wait for…cobblestones. Whatever the hell that means. But as soon as we hit them about an hour later, I definitely know. “Oh – oh my god,” I murmur, sitting up straight as the truck begins to jolt back and forth a bit wildly. “Is this…a cobblestone street!?” “Yup,” Frank says, leaning forward a bit, not wanting to be near the interior of the truck while it’s banging around like that. “Time to get up, Bambs – we’ve got to make our run for it.” “Second of the day,” I sigh. “Yeah,” he says, pushing unsteadily to his feet and offering his hands to help me up. I take the