CHAPTER EIGHT
Walking down to the harbor felt a lot more terrifying than driving through the city had been, even when none of them really knew how to drive. Kevin realized that there had been something comforting about the truck’s ability to just accelerate out of danger, or to bash into things without suffering any harm, even if Chloe had maybe been a little too quick to test that out.
Now, it was just the three of them making their way past the scatterings of abandoned cars and the empty storefronts that would once have been filled with people. It made Kevin feel exposed, vulnerable. If the controlled people spotted them now, there was no way the three of them would be able to outrun them.
He carried the DNA device in its bag, the weight of it both comforting by his side and something
