Chapter 24
With the storm coming and Jordan’s thugs after them, Merrick and Grant ran through a field, then climbed over a wooden rail fence that lined a cemetery in the middle of nowhere. Grass stood as tall as some of the headstones. In the left corner, a small shack with double doors in the front was going to be their safe haven. Merrick doubted he’d find much inside, but he had to get Grant someplace safe.
He opened the door, then let Grant step in. After he closed the door, he faced a zero-turn mower and a work bench. In the far corner, two reflective rain coats were draped over a blue plastic tub.
Thunder rumbled, rattling the small window behind him.
Grant looked at the roof. “We’ll be safe in here?”
Merrick scoffed. “No place is safe.”
“Great.”
“Sorry.”
Heavy rain began to
