James drove carefully, aware the conditions had probably changed on the road. It didn’t take as long as he’d feared to make it out to the highway, surprisingly while there were fallen trees and debris on the road, nothing badly enough he couldn’t get around it. When he reached the highway, he took a deep breath and pushed the truck faster. He was relatively sure they would have cleared the highway first, and wouldn’t have called him back if they knew the road wasn’t clear.
Nearly an hour after James left Ally’s little ranch, he pulled into the parking lot at the high school.
“There you are,” his commander said as he came in the door. “Glad to see you survived your captivity. We could have used you.”
“Sorry, sir. When I left, there was no sign the wind would change.”
“I’m not blaming yo
