Part 3

It turned out to be a bad Idea listening to Bertha, Jared's GPS. 9 hours Later they were on the road leading them to St. Luke's Boise Regional Medical Center. Jared was getting angry now and threw Bertha out the window. (taking care not to scratch his professional cup stacking trophies in the dash board) Then he put the pedal to the medal and was cruising down the interstate at 120 mph, and would have probably got up to 150 if the ambulance could have taken it and if their wasn't a pair of flashing lights behind him following close behind on the top of a police car. Jared looked behind him in disbelief, who in their right mind would pull HIM over!!?




He had never broken the law, except for nine years ago when he was trying to save some dry ice he had bought from a local grocery store to make root beer with, he sealed the block in an empty peanut butter jar and screwed the top on, set it down- and kablewie, blew a hole in the door of a nearby police car, but that was an accident!



He was a law fearing man. He pulled over to the side of the road. An officer got out of the following police car and walked over to the window "out-out-out!"  he said quickly and monotone. Jared got out. The police officer put his hands on his hips and scanned Jared up and down. "Wada ya mean by runnin up this highway at 120?" Jared stared, and starred some more, looking at the policeman disgustedly "I'm an ambulance" He explained annoyed. The officer scratched his nose and took off his sunglasses, he eyed Jared suspiciously, but then seemed convinced and shook Jared's hand vigorously "I'm officer Olsen" He yelled.  Jared backed away, a little bit frightened. He grabbed the handle of the ambulance, quickly opened the door and tried to get in the truck, but officer Olsen grabbed onto Jared's legs and was pulled into the truck with Jared as he shut the door and drove away.



"Get off me!" Jared yelled "Your on me!" officer Olsen yelled back "am not!" Jared shouted. Officer Olsen realized that he was sitting on Jared's lap and scooted over to the passenger seat. "What in the world are you doing?!" Jared demanded " Why would a police officer hitch hike in an ambulance?" officer let out an evil laugh and ripped off the police officer mask he was wearing. Jared gasped "Logan Olsen? Your that bank robber who didn't actually rob the bank" Logan's evil laugh stopped at this comment " Eventually!" he said trying to defend himself, "anyway, I don't need any bank's to rob now that I've stolen The famous Nash clam sauce. "I'll be rich! All I need now is the recipe so I can get a steady money source coming in. I've been following Shaylie Nash sense she made her first dollar with that clam sauce, I knew it would be a hit. Tear's filled up in Logan's eyes, "Its just- so - good!" he sniffed a little but than collected him self and continued. "Anyway, she's in this ambulance right now, and you," He paused for dramatic effect and to jab his finger at Jareds ribs. "Need to help me get the recipe."  "no way, no how!" Jared said indignantly, "I would never do such a horrid thing, and theirs no way your going to ma-" at this moment Logan swiped one of  the trophies off of the dashboard and held it out the window "ALL RIGHT ALL RIGHT!" Jared Screamed "JUST DONT HURT MY TROPHIE!" Logan laughed another evil laugh and began sketching out a plan.