Chapter 16
Into the Darkness of the Mountain
The wind whipped through the open windows of the car, rippling Zaid’s shirt in a way that wasn’t unpleasant.
They had found a car parked in an alley a few minutes’ walk from where they were. It was an old silver thing with the windows already down and the keys under the visor. They had gotten lucky. A few minutes later, he was winding through the evening traffic. It was later than he had thought it had been, and the sun was on its downward arc. They still had a few hours of daylight, though.
Kinza turned the radio onto some local reggae station and propped her feet up on the dash. She looked peaceful for the moment, and he didn’t want to bother her. Soon after they had sat down to eat, he had felt a familiar sensation of another Aura moving
