They crested a hill and stopped. The dust they had kicked up caught them and blew past. Brian rolled down his window to look across the field at Billy’s farm. He had been right. The place was crawling with cops.
They crested a hill and stopped. The dust they had kicked up caught them and blew past. Brian rolled down his window to look across the field at Billy’s farm. He had been right. The place was crawling with cops.