Gods of GardheChapter 2 Escape
Half waking from his exhausted slumber, Chad was disturbed by the changing sound of the truck's wheels as they left the smooth surface of the freeway. The shrill, hissing whine of tires on wet pavement slowed to a deep pitched rumble, echoing between rows of buildings. He came a little farther awake, the boxes around him swaying precariously as the truck swung around sharp corners and eased to a stop. Somewhere, two men were talking, a low murmur of voices. They were too far away and he was...