Chapter 613
With Jorick in the van, the checkpoints were a breeze. Thirty minutes later, they pulled into the driveway of a two story farm house. Lights from another town twinkled in the distance. Katelina guessed it couldn't be more than four miles away.
"It's a nice location," Brandle said as he climbed out.
"Yes," Sorino said sarcastically. "And very-homely."
Despite Sorino's disparaging tone, it was an upgrade from the usual abandoned house. Painted a light tan with maroon trim, all the house's windows were intact. A front porch was in good repair, with a painted porch swing. In the back yard, a barn and a garage hulked. Beyond were trees and the beginning of a budding field.
"You're farming again?" Jorick called jovially as Oren climbed out of his large blue car.
"No. The fields belong to the neighbors. My plantation days are long behind me."