Chapter Four
Late afternoon they pulled up in front of a lowset brick house with well tended gardens edging a low chain wire fence, having followed the directions to the address the girl had put in the navigator yesterday. Douglas had stopped talking hours ago, now only able to moan from his feverish nightmares. And the three of them were sick with classic flu symptoms.
Seth rested his head on the steering wheel. He’d taken turns with Connor to drive. Gina hadn’t offered to take a turn as she didn’t have her provisional license yet. Seth slowly lifted his head from the wheel. “Think someone can get the gate? I want to park in front of the garage. If we’re lucky we’ll be able to fit the four-wheel-drive in there.”
Gina staggered out and grabbed the door when she nearly collapsed on the g
