Workin my way through a middle-of-June midnight thunderstorm, there was something in the headlights, it stopped me on a dime. She was scared to death so i said, “Climb in.” and then she climbed. She was bruised and broke from head to toe with a tear in her blood-stained shirt. I didn't load her down with questions, that girl had been through enough. I just threw it in drive, looked in those eyes and asked her where he was.

“Wait in the truck.” I mutter, pulling out my pistol as i get out.