The Chase:
A quick inspection found the wagon contained a full load of highly flammable grain alcohol. Jinx examined her as Adriana stood back, a blank look on her face. He’d seen her do this before, typically when she became stuck on a problem. Her thinking could take hours, and they might only have minutes. Rather than interrupt her for the moment, he loaded the mayor’s drugged son into the back of the wagon, which he found a chore. The young man, in excellent shape, weighed twice Jinx’s bony body.
The young man loaded, Jinx went to Adriana’s side and whispered in her ear. “Dear, I hate to interrupt you, but we might be attacked at any moment. Shouldn’t we get our asses on the wagon and escape?”
Adriana blinked three times, waking from her daze. “I think I can fix this.” She pointed a
