Chapter 34
My geography sucks.
I have no clue where Odessa is, so I need to get a look at a map and I need to ditch this car; after what I’ve just been through with it, it’s so hot it will be on every police alert in the country. My phone has no signal out here and is just about flat, so my GPS is no good to me.
After 30 minutes of driving at top speed, I figured I had enough distance between me and the crash site to slow down and not draw quite so much attention to myself. I passed through two small towns and lots of farmland and decided to ditch the car on the outskirts of the next town. As I crossed a bridge over a river, I saw a village just ahead of me and figured this was as good a spot as any to lose my conspicuous vehicle.
I pulled off to the side of the road after the bridge,
