Chapter 17
Late in the afternoon, someone knocked on the RV’s door. Horsham pulled one of the curtains aside an inch. The sun was still burning brightly. Still…the door was in the shade. He threw it open and stepped back from the daylight.
“Hey, neighbor!” It was the young couple from Rhode Island, Bill and Peggy, who were taking a yearlong sabbatical in a broken-down VW minivan and blogging about it. Horsham had already decided he’d feed on them last, since people were bound to notice the disappearance of a blog. Then again, maybe not. Out of curiosity, he’d looked them up online, and while the blog had started strong and enthusiastic, it was petering out with each wearying mile. They’d already spent most of their reserves, and they had the whole second leg of the trip to travel. Horsha
