I stood beside Bill as he turned the engine off. “I’ll be here when you get back.” He sounded like he was dropping off a bunch of kids for a field trip. “Help yourself to some food,” I offered. “I think Jessie can get you cable on one of the sets if you ask.” He nodded in response with a faint smile. The door swung open, letting in the hot air. It washed over me, making me long for a walk along Lake Shore Boulevard in Toronto while feeling the coolness from Lake Ontario. I stepped down, withered grass crackling under my feet. It was like being back in the forest with Harris. Nothing but trees for as far as I could see, the thin dirt road we’d traveled in on barely wide enough to allow the bus through. I made a mental note to give Bill a raise for maneuvering us in. He’d have a heck of a time turning the bus around in the clearing. “The cache is about a mile to the north.” Hunter walked over to the side of the bus, cradling the tablet. “Still nothing on Dykovski.
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