Monday, The 10th
Early Morning
THE DARKNESS WAS STILL, AND SCOTT STRUGGLED TO STAY awake, focusing on the music playing loud enough that he could live the songs but low enough that Roger beside him could nap if he needed, which he did. There wasn’t much farther to go to their destination, he guessed, looking at the time. About twenty minutes more and he should be pulling into the city. He looked in the rearview mirror and saw the RV following a few hundred feet back with Troy at the wheel. Scott made sure to keep him in sight just in case either of them came upon any problems. The highway was empty except for their two-car convoy and the occasional eighteen-wheeler headed the opposite direction. Scott felt the toothpick in his mouth and knew he was nervous because he needed another. He r
