Lee’s POV
I had been driving for a day straight only stopping to clean the wound on my shoulder when I would feel it start to weep through the dressing. All of my other injuries had healed nicely without so much as even a scab, but the shoulder wound was taking time to heal, I could only assume it was because of the poison that had laced the arrow. I had an immunity to the poison from years ago when they had pumped so much through my veins in that cave, now all it would do was leave a bad taste in my mouth, enough to tell me that poison had passed through my veins.
Jake called a couple of times to make sure that I was okay and told me I hadn’t lost my touch. He said he showed up a day late and a dollar short to all the fun at the facility but was glad that I had been there t
