Chapter 62
Aries arrives at the intersection and pulls into a corner store gas station. He goes to the furthest pump to top off the rental since it was given to them with only a quarter of a tank, while Warlord, Poseidon, and Jax go inside.
Inside the store, the morning rush had begun. Warlord, Poseidon, and Jax found themselves surrounded by blue-collar workers grabbing coffee and breakfast sandwiches. The hunters stood out like jagged glass in a pile of sand; their tactical gear and lethal auras were much harder to mask in the honest light of day. They moved quickly, dumping several bottles of water, bags of chips, candy bars, and a mountain of protein bars on the counter, paying in cash before the clerk could even finish a yawn.
In the back of the rental, Fury was a flurry of motion.
