The morning rain reached its peak as Vance, Eden, and Cliff followed the Petro policeman outside. At the bottom of the stone stairs that led up to the station was a two-door sedan. The policeman climbed into the passenger seat next to the driver and waited for the three Knights to climb into the back.
"This is going to be a tight squeeze." Cliff grimaced, then slid into the backseat as far as he could go.
Vance moved in next. Between the two of them, there was already hardly enough space left for another person. Eden put her foot in and tried to slide as much of herself onto the seat as she could. After shoving Vance and Cliff against the right side with a few sharp elbows, she managed to get the rest of herself inside.
"This sucks," Vance complained. He was smushed sideways against Cliff, whose head was jammed in a rear corner of the car. Eden managed to stuff her arm in between herself and Vance, the only thing she could do to keep her upper torso from being flung into his.