Chapter 59
- The truck was stuck.
- Its massive wheels spun uselessly in the mire, throwing up clumps of gray sludge. The engine roared, a desperate, angry sound, but the armored beast refused to budge. The storm had turned the earth into a trap.
- Mark slammed his palm against the dashboard, the cracked plastic shivering. “Useless!” His voice was rough, scraped raw. He shoved the gearstick into neutral and slumped back.