Chapter 7Archie’s eyes were stinging, each blink had sand scraping against the too dry surface, and he hardly could see the road. The rain kept hammering on the windshield, the sound ricocheting inside his head.
“Archie?”
He jumped at the sound of Gael’s voice. “Yeah?”
“I think we need to stop.”
Stop? Where? They couldn’t stop, they needed to get Gael to his maker so she could save him. “But we’re not there yet.”
“We won’t get there today. Dawn will be here soon, and you have to rest.”
His heart drummed uncomfortably fast. “No, I can’t be away from home overnight.”
Gael was quiet for a few seconds too long. “You already have been, love. Now we need to find somewhere to hole up during the daylight and then keep going once it gets dark.”
Panic curled around his limbs like shackles. “
