Chapter Fourteen
“I still don’t see why we’re driving to the airport,” Colt complained. “We could’ve been there by now.” Anchorage was a five hour trip from Nenana. He and Robbie sat together in the backseat of the car Christian had rented.
“It’s all about appearances,” Christian said. “Of course, you’ve never concerned yourself with such trivial matters.” Christian looked in his rearview mirror as Colt flipped him the bird.
“We’re in f*****g Alaska. So no, I don’t really care about appearances. We haven’t passed another car in the last hour. Just who are you worried about seeing us.”
“Which is exactly why we have to be careful. When you’re living in an area with fewer people, they have more time to notice the details. In a city, you’re anonymou
