The journey passed in a jumbled nightmare of noise and lights. Even tucked into a small ball between the cab and the trailer, she still couldn’t get away from it. The lights of each passing car or SUV found their way into her hiding place to stab deep into her sensitive eyes. She tucked her head against her shoulder and kept her eyes closed to try and avoid it. Locking her muscles into place, she let the road noise lull her into a trance, but she didn’t sleep. Couldn’t sleep. The misery in the center of her chest saw to that.
She’d left Brett, and each passing mile deepened the ragged wound where her heart should be. With each mile, the darkness circling her blood, the awareness at her core she’d been using to track McCoy and his band of merry men, uncoiled a little more. She’d told the S
