The dash lights danced across Silas’s face as he slid into the passenger seat beside me. “Thanks for giving me a ride back. Honestly, I’m too damn exhausted to run back to Spearfish.” Silas sank into the seat and gave me a tired smile.

“It’s no problem. Why didn’t you bring your car?” I asked.

“To be honest, it’s faster to run, and I was worried about my brother.”

“How is he?”

“Good. Yeah, the doctor said he’ll be ...