Chapter 6

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They stopped twice before reaching their destination. Both times, Terrell pulled over to the side of the road and hopped off of the blue and white vehicle. He gingerly walked around for a few minutes. Leg cramp, he explained. He got them all the time, especially riding. Nothing to worry about.

But he looked to be in so much pain. For the first time, Dakota peeked out from under his veil of morbid introspection to really notice it. And he felt sorry for him. Crazy or not, the guy at least seemed nice. Hell, he practically threw himself over the edge of a bridge in order to rescue a freshman he barely knew, and now they were here, on the road together, going to meet some mysterious family member. He’d personally invited Dakota. Trusted him with information he considered “sensitive.”