CHAPTER FOURTEEN
They hiked for another two miles, through a wide field and across a couple of back roads, barely talking, staying as silent and alert as they could. Zero spotted one of the roadblocks in the distance, two cop cars with their lights flashing and sawhorses set up across the asphalt. Hardly subtle and easy enough to avoid. They came to a gas station but skirted around it; there was a police cruiser parked in the small lot, the officer visible through the window chatting with the clerk. Looking for them.
Beyond the gas station was a stretch of trees. He knew where they were; if they crossed through the woods they’d come out in the DC suburbs, and the city beyond that.
In the relative safety and darkness of the trees, Zero paused. “I just need to know one thing. Did you actu
