Chapter 38Roxy's POV
"I am biting my lower lip pretty hard, tapping the seat in a quick rhythm, chest pounding so hard, I swear the driver can hear it. The situation we're in right now, has me feeling like I'm shitting bricks. No kidding. My stomach feels like my intestines have been tied into knots. When I turn to look at Vic, he seems uneasy. He's staring out the window and biting his fingernails. One thing that is common amongst us is that we don't know how to hide our nervousness. I'm no longer scared, but I'm dying to know where we're going. I'm tempted to ask the driver but since he has instructions, I am sure he won't say a word. It gets darker by the minute and as I check the time, I notice that we've been on the road for about forty minutes. "
"Moments later, the driver leaves t
