Chapter Seven

Foster drove away from the lake in contented silence, softly tapping his fingers on the steering wheel to the beat of the music humming on the radio. I didn’t hear what played. I was too lost in my own head to notice anything but the trees flying by. Sleep had eluded me all night, save the last two hours of darkness before the sun shone through the blinds. Exhausted as I was, my mind buzzed with activity.

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