Chapter TwelveCome nightfall, Thomas was getting ready to leave James Ferguson's house with only one goal in mind: he had to somehow catch up with the drifters. Luckily for him, they weren't on the run.
After failing to find refuge at Ferguson's Rest Stop, they’d stopped at the next convenient place. Word of several young families moving into a campsite a few towns over was already starting to spread. Nothing traveled faster than small town gossip.
The wannabe outlaws had no clue what was coming in their way.
Thomas wasn't just fueled by the need to make things right with the squad. He was first and foremost doing this for Jill. To at least try to make up for letting her down earlier.
After telling James the whole sordid tale so far, Thomas had gained an ally. He couldn't be sure if Ja
