Chapter 37

The sun was setting faster than he liked, and still the hump he aimed for appeared far away. He knew better than to remain sitting on this strip of road after dark. He needed a more defensible spot. The moment the last rays of the sun disappeared, he flicked on the beam to light the road. A single headlight bounced and jounced, meaning he had to slow down.

"You're nervous," she stated. "What do you know that I don't?"

"Nothing. I've never been here."

"You've got the gun in your lap."

He fondled it. "This marsh has been too quiet."

Their passage was too easy. Not a single thing to get in their way. It could only mean one thing. The monsters would come out at night.

"Can't something be peaceful for once?" she lamented. "Why must everything always be about killing us?"

"The strongest survive."

She made a disparaging noise. "Then how am I still alive?"