“THEY’VE FOUND ANDY’S truck.” Brita ended the call and slipped her phone into the cup holder between the front seats. “The Town Marshall in a little town farther south ran a 10-28 and discovered we were looking for it.”
Percy’s gaze jerked around. “Where is it?”
She looked at her PDA, where she’d jotted down some notes from her brief discussion with Town Marshall Clev Richards. “It’s in a bank parking lot in Pekoit City. A few blocks away from Herps Car Rental.”
Alf snorted. “You mean Hertz right?”
Brita turned a grin toward the back seats. “No. I asked him to spell it. It’s Herps.”
Everybody but Godric enjoyed that one for a few minutes. He sat staring out of the window, trying to will the miles to slide by more quickly. “How far away is Pekoit City?”
Brita and Percy shared a look.
