"We appreciate it," I said to him, kicking at a piece of broken glass on the asphalt and looking back into the diner, which was as empty as ever.

"You guys don't mind pitching in for gas, do you?" Hunter asked, I think in more of a friendly way of telling us that it was expected than just out of simple curiosity, but there was some glimmer of something that I caught in his eye that I made a note of to question more at a later date, when I wasn't so preoccupied with the more serious issues at hand.

"Not at all," I replied. "It’s good to see that you have reclining chairs", I said, yawning. I was much more tired than I had realized, and the coffee from earlier hadn't done a bit of good.

"You can find your way around in there," he stated. "Make yourself at home. Do you guys want to head out tonight?"

Janine looked at her watch. "It’s pretty late already," she observed. "But we shouldn’t call it a night yet. Besides, I’m sure you’re pretty eager to move on to the next city, Hunter."