KaneWe pulled off the road at a small roadside diner about half an hour later. I climbed off my bike and went inside, Drew close behind me. We grabbed a booth near the back and took a seat.
“What are we doing here?” Drew asked.
“Grabbing something to drink,” I said. “And trying to figure out what in the hell we're doing.”
Drew shook his head, a rueful grin on his face. “And here I thought you had a plan.”
I smirked. “When have you ever known me to have a plan?”
Drew shrugged. “Fair point.”
The waitress came over and took our orders. I ordered a Coke and then added a club sandwich and fries. Drew looked at me questioningly.
“Hey, if we're going down in flames, I at least want a full belly when we go.”
He nodded. “I'll take the same,” he said to the waitress.
She left our table and
