Chapter 2
Winston tapped the pine tree hanging from the rear view mirror, hoping it would help to overpower the stale scent in the rented car, a blue four door with a pale mustard interior. The storm eased some as Winston drove north into Maryland.
The gas tank near empty, Winston pulled off the highway and headed toward a gasoline sign. The night had grown dark and cold as the constant drizzle beat against the side road. The gas station was closed, but the fuel stations lit up.
Once the rental car was parked and turned off, Winston pulled the collar of his coat up and stepped out of the car. After swiping his debit card in the card reader, Winston punched in his PIN and waited for the transaction to go through. He unscrewed his gas cap and stuck the nozzle inside the car.
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