We continued to drive. The stench from the rogues was sickening. Even with windows open the farthest they could go, the stench was sticking at the back of my throat; but I knew there was little I could do. I needed these disgusting creatures' help. “We must be getting close.” I said with a snarl. “You not heard back yet?”
I was getting tired of their lack of information. Their so-called contacts were supposedly helping. Trying to assist in bringing Bailey back to me. Anything so she did not get back to her temporary home. There she would have too much help. Too much protection. At least if the rogues could attack this car, there were only the three of them, they could over power it.
