Dan, who hadn't been able to sleep all night, could only stare at his brother's back as he kept driving nonstop, even though they were running low on gas. Meanwhile, Anna, sitting right next to Killian, could only gaze blankly at the desolate night road.
Just by looking at Anna's gestures, Dan already knew she was terrified, shocked, and likely traumatized. It was obvious from how she kept wringing her hands over and over again—anyone watching her would instantly know she was stressed to the max.
Uncomfortable with the whole situation, Dan kept glancing backward, rubbing his face in frustration. He was scared they were being tailed. And that fear kept circling back to one burning question in his mind.
“Who the hell are they?” Dan finally broke the tense silence that had engulfed them fo
