Chapter 32

“It’ll be worth it,” Travis retorted. He stopped talking then, his concentration focused on the street ahead of them.

“Whose body was in what supposedly was your grave?” Clay said hesitantly.

Travis grinned. “Some kid who was hitchhiking. When he told us he was traveling the country, trying to find himself, we knew he was the perfect victim.”

Travis hit the brake suddenly and made a sharp turn. It threw Clay sideways and, unable to stop himself with his hands restrained behind him, his shoulder hit the door hard enough that he gasped with pain.

“Aww, did you hurt yourself?” Travis snickered. “I guess you should have put on your seatbelt. Oh, right, you couldn’t. Ah well, such is life.”