Chapter 178 Miles

• We continued to drive. The stench from the rogues was sickening. Even with windows open the farthest they could go, the stench was sticking at the back of my throat; but I knew there was little I could do. I needed these disgusting creatures' help. “We must be getting close.” I said with a snarl. “You not heard back yet?”
• I was getting tired of their lack of information. Their so-called contacts were supposedly helping. Trying to assist in bringing Bailey back to me. Anything so she did not get back to her temporary home. There she would have too much help. Too much protection. At least if the rogues could attack this car, there were only the three of them, they could over power it.
• But, despite my persistent harassing for updates, there was nothing. I was beginning to lose patience and wonder if these fools were even helping at all. But, I knew I had nothing else. Without their help, I was alone. My pack turned their back on me in returning Bailey to us, so I needed this. I needed to turn to rogues for help. Pestering them for information right now was my only source of hope. And, in fact, at their last attempt to contact them they were uncontactable. I only hoped that meant they were on their tail.