Chapter 92

Half an hour later, the two men were awkwardly walking away from the old warehouse where Steve had been held captive. They were both bloodied and weak, but eventually found a rhythm and began to make surprisingly good time. Once they had gone a mile south, they veered off the road, using the sun to maintain their course.

The traveling became more difficult, but they knew that they had to remain out of sight of any terrorists that could be traveling the roads. Chip was carrying a handgun in his waistband, and had stuffed another in Steve’s, although it was unlikely that Steve would be able to use it very well with his hands still bound behind his back.

“I’m not trying to get weird or anything, but have you ever seen Kate naked?” asked Chip as the two men struggled over the rough terrain. “If you have, would you tell me what she looked like? I’d like to have something to think about besides my fucking leg.”

“Normally, I wouldn’t even consider that request,” insisted