Chapter 147

• We’d been driving for almost six hours when Felix slowed down and took the exit for Malta. I glanced at him and he gave me a lopsided smile. “I’m hungry.”
• “Make it quick, we’ve still got about twenty hours ahead of us,” I said.
• He pulled into a gas station and filled the SUV’s tank up. I stood outside and stretched my arms above my head as he spoke to a woman at the other pump. She was pointing him in another direction as he nodded his head.