CHAPTER 071

DECLAN'S POV

We stepped outside, ready to start the journey, but the sight that greeted me made me stop in my tracks. Sitting out front, like some relic from a war museum, was an old military truck that looked like it had seen better decades—maybe even centuries.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I said, narrowing my eyes at the beast of a vehicle. My gaze shifted to Brando, hoping he’d tell me this