Chapter 78

Drew

My heart thunders in my chest as I try to walk as normally as possible to my bike. Honestly, I want to run to it faster than I ran the length of the football field back in my high school days.

"You headin' out?" Dalton yells from across the parking lot.

"Charity's SUV is dead, I'm going to give it a jump."

Not many people in our lives know what this phrase means. We did it on purpose after the attacks. Dalton is one of those people.

"She call Triple A?"

I give him a jerky nod. "Completely dead."

He nods, but I can see him swallow, even from where I stand. "I can't help you right now, but I'll call Liam or Tyler and see if they've got anything going on today. You know those two old coots, they look for anything to do these days."

"I'd appreciate it."

Knowing I have my dad and Tyler coming as backup helps me to calm down slightly. But only slightly. I make the fifteen-minute drive in five, thankful I didn't encounter any of Warren County's finest on my way. Parkin