AS THEY BARRELED THROUGH the trees, the terrain became rougher and damp, Rory had to keep his speed to forty, dropping to twenty as he skirted a few boggy areas. Coming over a slight rise, he saw a road far off to the right. He turned in that direction and pulled to a stop.
Holly went on alert and she sat straighter in her seat, "What's wrong? Do you see them again?"
Rory didn't say anything for a moment. Then he asked her, "Do you have a cell phone on you? They could be tracking it."
Her head went back and she gave him a sharp look, "You patted me down back there, remember?"
"I didn't pat you down. I checked for pockets." He glanced at her, looking her over from head to toe.
Holly crossed her arms, "And where exactly do you think I have this cell phone hidden?" She gave him a sarcast
