The ElectricianChapter 11
“Hey, sleepyhead,” Adam called to Kara. “We’re almost home.” She roused. “How are you feeling? Any effects from that pill?” “No. Nothing yet. It’s the second pill that’s nasty.” “Let’s stop at the Sub Station and take home a couple sandwiches. I’m in the mood for an Italian special, loaded and doused with hot sauce.” “That’s a good idea. I think I’d like one of their tuna salad subs with lettuce and tomato.” Adam pulled the car into the parking lot of a strip mall not far from Kara’s...