Chapter Eleven
“You’re right,” Sam admitted, looking out over Rocket Roger’s Vintage Amusement Park. “This is pretty awesome.”
“Right?” Joel responded.
The Notches had climbed to the top of Rolling Thunder to sit on the highest peak. They didn’t say much, just took the time to relax and observe their handiwork. It wasn’t often that the place they just cleaned still existed after their job was done.
Silence stretched as they watched the sun dip below the horizon, casting a colorful wave over the park and everything beyond it. The job had gotten hairy at the end, but the team agreed that it was a success, and that they were definitely improving; the explosions this time were minimal, and they’d thought up creative ways to flush out the critters without setting everything on fire. And the
