Chapter 12
Lane drove to the Department of Health, which was off the interstate on the way to the airport. He thought it funny that Hawaii actually had interstates—didn’t the word mean between states? Hawaii’s interstates didn’t even connect the islands of the same state, let alone tie the state to any other. The nearest state was probably California, and that was a good two thousand miles east. So they should’ve just called the roads highways, and left it at that. But no, they had the blue shield signs Lane had come to associate with interstate travel, which meant they were most likely part of the US interstate system. How did that work, anyway?
Beside him in the passenger seat, Remy reached over and took Lane’s hand in his. “Penny for your thoughts,” he murmured.
Lane glanced in the r
