Chapter 9
In the morning, he saddled up with Odessa. She had nothing to trade for a vehicle, so Kenna’s Crossing would have to foot the bill. They brought a breeding-age stallion, a sack full of guns and ammo, a few jars of fruit and veggies, some gold jewelry, and a beautiful calligraphy set—something Dakota had given Terrell as an early Christmas gift. He gave it up in order to feel like he contributed to the cause. By Dakota’s calculations, the items would be enough to procure a small vehicle and enough diesel fuel to refill the tank a couple times.
There were many towns in between theirs and the destination. But none of them sold cars, and most didn’t have any. In the hours of travel time, they saw only two vehicles, both sentries, before arriving at the trading post. Dakota couldn’t
