Garris was determined to begin immediately, and in the short drive from Medley's to Last Stand, he and Fresco hammered out a plan.

"We can convert one of the basement rooms." Garris tripped over his own words and drove too fast. Fresco hung on as they took one corner so sharply he felt the seat belt lock against him. Garris continued on, totally oblivious. "We can block it off with old mattresses just in case we get tossed around again." He grinned, sunlight reflecting from ...