Chapter 25Terrell took an exceptionally long shower. With low-cost access to running water at their newest camp in western Ohio, he could use as much as he wanted without worry that they might run out or rack up a hefty bill.
All the Rust Belt sites were great like that. Nobody had any money, and they weren’t exactly five-star tourist attractions, so everything came cheap. Electricity, diesel, chemicals, and of course water cost almost nothing compared to popular destinations like New Orleans and northern Virginia. They intended to make the most of it.
Faint music emanated from the bathroom. Some local alternative rock station. Every now and then, Dakota could hear Terrell singing along.
About twenty-five minutes in, Terrell’s cellphone, which sat on the edge of the desk in their little
