Savage Noir

  Chapter 36 As I left West Portal station , I saw Rollins and Amy Feingold running together, she in track shorts, he in baggy hiking shorts. They were running toward me, but neither saw me. Rollins stopped at his driveway and huffed and puffed and waved good-bye.          “Later!” he called.          “Later.” Amy continued, gliding along for another half block before jogging into her own driveway and disappearing from view. Rollins let me in. Still sweaty, he had a towel around his neck.  “I should jump into the shower,” he said. “Don’t do it on my account. How long have you and Amy been running partners?”          He hesitated. “Then you saw us. For a while now. I haven’t kept track. It helps both of us. I think.” “I ‘d like to see Katherine’s room,” I said. He sighed.  “Right.” “After we talk. Okay?” A quick nod. “Let’s talk in the kitc...

  Chapter 35 Rhonda woke with a start  from her nap. They had just bounced out of a deep rut. Her blindfold was too tight to see anything. Even though she had eaten a piece of fudge earlier, her stomach was growling again. It was weird. She was sitting in the back seat, closer to the acrid bleach smell but she was still hungry. She had never been able to sleep well in a car or truck, but she had really conked out.          Never in her life had she felt so good.           “Are we there yet?” she asked. Sounding like an antsy child.          “Minutes away,” said Jason. “Don’t worry, there will be plenty of good food in camp.”          Did he hear my stomach growl? she wondered, or did he read my mind again?  Amazing.          Jason stopped th...