Chapter 225

Dante and Jenna had been moving for nearly three hours—running at first, then pushing through at a fast walk when their legs gave out. The cold night closed in around them, breath puffing white as they kept going. Neither knew if Thorne was still alive back at the wrecked car.

They slowed near a storage shed, its rusted walls pale in the moonlight. A short distance away stood a two-story house, tw