Chapter 27: Savannah

“I’m hungry.”

I glanced sideways at Joss. I’d thought she was sleeping; she’d been silent for over thirty minutes.

“You ate breakfast before we left. We’ve only been on the road a few hours.”

“And yet the fact remains. I’m hungry. I want lunch time food now.”

I stifled a sigh. Joss had been moody for the past few days as we made our final preparations for the trip to Georgia. I knew she was worried, and I tried to be patient, but she was making me nuts. We’d been upping our training over these months, meeting Zoe at the townhouse or her home to make sure we were ready, reading all the information Carruthers could dig up on Ben Ryan, Chatham and the commune. But each day, Joss seemed a little more withdrawn. And now it felt like she was doing anything to delay us getting to Savannah.

“What’s the next exit?” I knew I might as well give in now to her food request, or she’d just keep pestering me.