Cyrus

The door opened at the back of the police station and I put my body in front of Imogen so if a hail of bullets met us as we escaped, they’d hit me first. Thankfully, the only thing on the other side of the building was blinding Florida sunshine and July heat.

At least for the first few seconds. After that, everything rolled downhill.

"We need to find a road out of town. Maybe we can hitchhike, and if we get far enough away from the station, ...