CHAPTER 36At 10:00 a.m. in a Travelodge parking lot in Kansas City, Missouri, two men loaded their car with small, tightly packed duffle bags.
Kasim Musa closed the trunk of the white Nissan Sentra he had rented two days ago. “Hassan, how far do we have to drive today?” he asked in Arabic.
“We should reach Grand Island, Nebraska, in five hours,” Fadi replied. A minute later their car was turning left at the entrance to I-70 West.
“Yesterday it seemed like we were on the road forever,” Musa said.
“That’s because neither of us had ever driven that route before. Do you remember when we drove from Atlanta to Detroit?” Fadi asked.
“Yes. That trip went fast.”
“That’s because you had the excitement of seeing people that knew you. From Atlanta to Kansas City is only one hour further.”
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