Give 'em Hell-1

Maeve's P.O.V.

I jolted awake as the SUV ground to a heavy halt. My eyes snapped open, taking in the harsh fluorescent lights of a desolate gas station pouring through the tinted windows. Up front, Justice stretched his stiff shoulders, popped his door open, and stepped out into the cool night air. I decided right then to start thinking of them by their road names. It would make things easier to