Here’s the next chapter of Bugout! from my story blog.
Originally posted on Scagsdale's Tales:
“Finally,” Jane said, looking at the sign for Colorado Springs.
“Once we get past the city, we ought to be able to fly,” Frank said. “Where are the cretins?”
“Still on route 87, but they’ve just barely made it past Castle Rock. The traffic must be horrendous.”
“People from Denver are on the run,” Frank said. “Thought they’d mostly be going east, but the roads might not be able to handle it.”
“We have to transition onto I-25 for a few miles, unless we want to be on surface streets through town.”
“Who’s leading now?”
“Gabe,” Jane said.
“Good, he probably knows the area better than anybody else. If he leads us off the highway, I’ll trust him.”
Jane’s phone rang. It was Hilda.
“Hi, Hilda, how’s it going?”
“Fine. You saw that bad guys on route 87?”
“Yep, but they’re stuck in traffic. We’ll beat them through by…
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