Chapter 24
As the van driver careened around the corner and sped away, the pile of chains in the passenger seat rattled loudly.
“Be quiet!” he told the chains.
But then came a bump in the road, and the chains rattled again. There was no doubt about it, the chains were calling for his attention. They were demanding that he exert mastery over them—or else they would prove their mastery over him, holding him captive as chains had when he was a child.
“Be patient,” he pleaded.
He forced himself to slow the van down. It wouldn’t do to get caught for a traffic violation now. He needed to make his way out of Reedsport without being noticed.
But he knew the chains were furious. They had expected him to take the FBI agent for them. They had thought he would strike her right there in the stree
