Chapter 5
“You hungry?” Erik asked after five minutes of silence in the car. They'd thrown their bags in the back seat and sped away after Winston checked out at the front office.
“I was planning on eating breakfast at the motel,” Winston replied. “After another five hours of sleep.”
“I'm really sorry about that,” Erik said. “I'm sure there's a 24/7 fast food place nearby. My treat?”
“You mean whoever you ripped off's treat?”
Erik looked ashamed and quietly said, “I guess.”
“All right,” Winston said. He could use a coffee to energize him and a sandwich to fill his stomach. “I'll get off before New York. I don't want to have to stop in the city if at all possible.”
“Cool.”
They continued on without speaking a word. Few vehicles passed them at that late hour. Winston pictured all the
