This road led into Highway 106, and they headed west toward Eminence. The safe house was the last house on a dead end road. When Nelson pulled on the highway, he stomped the gas, speeding the five miles to the dirt road the safe house was on. Turning on it, he noticed the one other house on this road was dark. “Feels weird not seeing people,” he mumbled. “If we don’t see anyone, that will be fine with me,” Matt said, gripping his AR and looking out his window. “Baby, you’re leaving the hand here; it’s starting to smell,” Michelle said from the back. Glancing over his shoulder, he sassed, “Well I wasn’t planning on keeping it.” “Just making sure.” When he neared the end of the road, Nelson saw the mailbox and pointed. “No one is here. The flag is down. Cover your face from here on out,” he said, stopping beside the mailbox.
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