Chapter 294

THIS HAD TO BE what a zombie felt like.

Carson didn't choose to watch horror movies, but Frankie loved them. Carson had never truly contemplated the life of the living dead, but it couldn't be that dissimilar from what she felt like right now. Empty. Hungry. There were aches and pains, but they were distant. Mostly she was numb.

Maybe she was asleep?

Ryan turned the car. The inertia had her leaning against the door. Hear head thunked against the glass.

Not asleep.

The radio played softly. She could barely make out the songs.

He hadn't tried to talk to her since they got in the car. She didn't know if she should be grateful for that, or dread what was coming. Right now she didn't care. She was safe, no one was trying to kill her and someone else had all the answers. She knew that very soon she'd have to take over what happened to her and her family. Ryan wasn't going to save her all the time. But for now, all she had to do was sit here.