CHAPTER SIXTEEN
I wove through traffic as fast as I could. Cars honked at me left and right.
Bo, in his new body, held on to the passenger side handle as if it were the only thing keeping him in the car.
The flesh around my knuckles stretched tight as I careened through a right turn.
All the while, The Cluster’s warnings kept sounding in my mind, each alarm a near-panic attack that spread through every area of my body, stopping and starting over and over again.
Whoever was trespassing on my property was still there. As long as they were, I would continue to feel anxious. Sensations like this could drive a man insane.
“You sure know how to drive,” Bo said. “I don't know how we haven't crashed into something or somebody yet.”
Bo’s suit fit one size too big, a mound of fabric on his la
