Caleb
The second I took a step outside, the intense heat hit me full force, filling my lungs with thick warm air. From high above, the hot summer sun belted down on me like a furnace, stinging my eyes and forcing me to squint. Heat bounced back up from the baked asphalt, creating wavy patterns in the air. Jeez, it was stifling. By the time I crossed the short distance to the service station, that doubled as a diner, I was already sweating profusely.
Wasps and flies circled the dumpsters at the back of the building. They were attracted by the putrid stench of food waste that had been dragged out by rats and strewn all over the ground.
A truck carrying scrap metal pulled up in one of the many free parking spaces at the side of the building. The doors opened and four rough-looking guys got
