Chapter 27
Friday
TWO WEEKS HAD gone by since they’d met with Herman Watson, and Josh, Jake, and the others were waiting in the same spot they’d waited in before.
“What time did they say they’d be here, Claire?” Josh said.
“Just about now,” she said, “and I think I hear the engine.”
When the locomotive stopped, they saw that in addition to the tank car and three passenger cars it had been pulling earlier, there was now a string of other cars behind it, mostly tank cars.
“Looks like others on their route had the same needs we do,” Josh said.
“Shh,” Claire said, “they’re stepping out of the train.”
They watched as the same three men left what Jake had called the club car, and walked over to where the group was waiting.
“Good afternoon folks,” Watson said. “Ready to transact some bus
