83 Late Thursday afternoon Miami, FloridaMaggie had made several stops during the long drive. Mostly to refuel and stretch her legs. Once to stock up on items she thought she’d need including a cooler with ice to keep her Diet Pepsis and water bottles cold. Virginia weather had been cooler and wetter than normal but the Florida sun was unrelenting. Each time she stepped out of the car she could feel the heat hit her in the face, steaming up her sunglasses and rising up from the asphalt as if in waves.
Though she wasn’t hungry, she ate, making sure she had plenty of protein. The weight of her exhaustion was lifted only by the constant flow of adrenaline. She wouldn’t allow herself to sleep even if she thought she could. Right now being sleep deprived would play to her advantage. Or so she
