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Chapter 49: Roadside Ambush
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2026-04-19 17:02:11The first thing I noticed was that Gabriel stopped talking.
That was never a comfort.
A man like Gabriel could discuss routes, timing, weather, staffing gaps, and the moral decline of city drivers without missing a turn. Silence from him meant calculation. Calculation meant something had moved from possible to present.
I sat in the back seat with Julien’s copied registry notes on my lap and watched the snow blur past the side window.
In the front, Gabriel&rsq
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