Chapter 4
Cut Off
Haris loved beef jerky. Particularly the teriyaki flavor. Especially when he hadn’t eaten in hours. He and Mitra had trudged back to the truck to dig out the snacks they had buried in the glove compartment. They wanted to inspect the area a bit more before heading all the way back to town, but this was the longest he had gone without food his entire life.
“It’s been three hours, you big baby,” Mitra said, tapping on her phone. She was texting Larry, trying to see if they had any additional information on the five people that were still missing, or the local man who had ditched town. Haris knew that she wouldn’t get much. Larry had told them everything the police department had on the case, which wasn’t much. It was the reason he was asking two people with absolutely no
