Chapter 5
“That habit will kill you.” Talbot nodded to Catherine Jacobs as she lit another cigarette without breaking her stride. She picked a stray flake of tobacco from the tip of her tongue before she stuck out said tongue, waggling it lewdly. She’d picked up combat style gear somewhere and with the rifle she carried, she managed to appear as a war-worn recruit in the army. No denying her sense of post-apocalyptic fashion suited the backdrop of a ransacked, semi-demolished small town.
She glanced from Talbot to Mason and narrowed her gaze when she caught him staring, so he turned back to surveying the road, which was safer. No knowing how she might take his stare, though in truth, his gaze was all appreciation. The woman was raw, as tough as any of the men, and she made it plain she d
