They're Going Down the Hole.........

Declan

The north range was the kind of nowhere land where pavement gave up quick. The road turned to dirt, the dirt turned to ruts, and soon the SUV was crawling slow enough that every branch scraped the sides. The forest was thick, not welcoming—just endless pine pressing in on all sides.

Lyra shifted in the passenger seat, her hand resting over her belly. She hadn’t complained once about coming