Sam's POV
"Drive faster," Marrek growled as he checked over the gun in his hands for what must have been the tenth time.
"We're barely two minutes behind them," I replied. "I'm not speeding up, and they're not going anywhere until we get there anyway."
"At this pace, they'll be in the next state over by the time you get there."
He was trying to get a rise out of me. I chose to ignore him.
"My grandmother could drive faster than you, and she's dead."
Again I ignored him. It was difficult, considering my usual method of dealing with him usually included turning my hearing aids off so I wouldn't actually have to listen to him. However, turning them off was not an option for me anymore. So, I ignored him. I ignored the next five comments that came from his mouth and continued my focus on
