“So what’s your name?”“Harper,” I murmur, immediately wishing I’d given a fake name. What the hell is wrong with me?“That’s a nice name,” he says in a lazy drawl, falling into step beside me. He looks me up and down, his eyes settling on my mask. On the way out, Eli had the good sense not to grab his. Owen never wears a mask, but there was no way I was stepping outside without mine.“Where you from?”“Salt Lake City,” I lie. Maybe that will put an end to his line of questioning.“The radiation real bad there?”I swallow nervously, afraid of getting caught in a lie. “Isn’t it bad everywhere?”“Well, it’s a lot better here, I’ll tell you that. But whenever we drive up there, I always see people wearing masks like that.”I give a noncommittal nod. “Still, I don’t think it does much. The cities are in real bad shape.”“Real bad,” echoes the bigger guy.“Sure are.”Jay seems to approve of my agreement, but he’s still staring at me curiously.
