From what he’d said before he went outside to “take a look around,” they were a half hour away from a super Walmart and a Loews, but he hadn’t seen a single hotel. He’d picked this place in the middle of nowhere, and now he was definitely regretting it. It did have a The H...
Brady walked out of the bedroom buttoning his jeans, his black shirt thrown over his shoulder. “Am I dreaming, or do I smell bacon?” He was starving. Whatever was in that nasty swamp remedy, it had done the trick. If he hadn’t watched the video with his own eyes, Brady cou...