FROM THE DRIVER’S SEAT, Henry couldn’t hear a peep from his passengers. Self-satisfied, he smiled at himself. It was inspired planning on his part.
He couldn’t risk Banjo and Andy giving away their location by screaming, kicking and bucking like lassoed wild horses. He needed to subdue them, and what better way was there than to gas them?
It’s turning out just the way I planned it. By the time they wake up, it’ll be show time.
Hiding in plain sight worked the first time, so why wouldn’t it work a second time?
Weeks ago, he bought a van online which he’d liked because it was black inside and out. It hadn’t been hard at all. He found it on Craigslist, the new black market; and, in fact, the registration of the vehicle remained in the name of the previous owner. He laughed softly, it soun
