The secondary location was another four hours north.
I slept for two of them — not intentionally, not comfortably, just the kind of sleep that ambushes you when your body has been running on adrenaline for too many days and finally decides it's done asking permission. I woke with my cheek against the cold window glass and the pale morning light spread flat across a landscape that had gone from dense forest to open moorland somewhere while I was unconscious.
Different territory. Different sky. Same problem.
Nkechi hadn't spoken since her last sentence. You'll see. When we get there. She drove with both hands on the wheel and her eyes on the road and the particular quality of silence around her that I was learning meant she was thinking through something she hadn't finished thinking throu
