Todd took some deep breaths, swallowed, and wiped a hand over his face. “Nick, I’ve screwed this up beginning to end, and I’m sorry. They…someone, maybe Clarke, or someone else, I’m not sure, in our government seems to think your abilities are valuable because of the war. I was supposed to protect you from exactly what happened. I’m sorry. I took everything away from you, but I couldn’t let them have you.”
Before Nick could say anything, Todd was grabbing bags off the ground. “We’ve gotta get out of here. There is a town not too far. We’ll buy some horses there and meet up with Jimmy.”
“How will Jimmy know where to find us?” Nick shouldered a few of the packs and duffels. He had to jog a couple steps to catch up to Todd.
“Clarke sent word to him that you’d be confiscated by the government and I’d be drafted into the army. Jimmy will have gone to our apartment and packed the Conestoga. There’s a road that runs along the train route. He’ll be on that.”