Rex had to move. The drone was getting closer. He knew Julian had eyes everywhere.
He looked left and right. Rex has to choose between the Street and the Creek
Street: Climb up to the busy road. Too open. The drone would see him right away.
Creek: Follow the muddy path down into the dark, wet ditch toward Tanner’s Creek. Better cover.
He chose the creek. Move low, move fast, he told himself.
Rex ran, crouching low. His feet sank into the thick, bad-smelling mud with every step. He didn’t care about the dirt. He focused only on the water.
The Drone Sees Him
The drone was right above the highway wall now. It was like a black spider hanging in the air.
Rex risked a look up. The drone was turning, and a small red light flashed on its camera. It had seen him.
Suddenly, a loud, clear v
