They loaded into the truck an hour later, Reyes settled carefully into the back seat instead of the exposed truck bed this time, shoulder still stiff but manageable enough for him to insist on staying armed and alert. Ibarra rode up front with the coordinates for Origin Point loaded onto his laptop, cross-checking them against every map application he could find.
"Six hours puts us there by early evening," Priya said, running calculations from the passenger seat. "Assuming the roads stay clear."
"Roads haven't stayed clear once this whole week," Osei said from the driver's seat. "No reason to expect that changes today."
Marcus sat in the back with Elena, watching the Riverside district shrink in the side mirror, mist finally burning off as the sun climbed higher. "Before we commit six h
