CHAPTER EIGHT
As promised, just before they reached the Little Rock city limits, Pete pulled into a roadside rest stop and gently shook Shannon awake.
Follow the signs to head toward Nashville, and wake me when we get there, all right? he wrote and showed her.
She nodded and smiled, then exited the truck to make use of the rest stop’s facilities before trading seats with him.
Leah yawned and stretched from the back seat.
“Bathroom break, yay,” she said blearily, and Pete chuckled as she followed Shannon to the ladies’ room.
His burner phone buzzed, indicating an incoming text from Larry. Pete glanced at the message and was dumbfounded.
Duffy? Seriously? Are you sure about that? he typed back.
Positive. He was mentioned by name, Pete. How far out are you?
About halfway.
Get a move
