“But one drained of its fuel.”“How do you transport them?” Holly cut in. “No one ever seen anything leave.”“Tunnel under the warehouse,�...�� Janey said. “It’s brilliant. The materials come in the same way.”“What makes it so brilliant?” Darren asked.“Two-way tunnel,” she said. “Like the Chunnel. The comings never meet the goings.”“How long is it?” Darren asked.“Never been down there,” she said. “Two, maybe three miles. They have a loading bay hidden in that big truck stop by the state highway. No. It was a good thing that we did because the men we had left there were under attack.I was the first to realize what the situation was and as such, I was the first to go into action. We'd ended up in the centre of the battery facing the barracks that had held the garrison and where Elsa had left her guards watching over the men that she'd captured. That structure was under attack by a couple of dozen men. The men were all big and burly and they were dressed in leather armour and they had studded. But I thought I could elude them. After I'd put some distance behind me,I planned on travelling the smaller, less used roads. I had my route allmapped out and figured I could make Chicago in two days. Little did Iknow then, just how long it would be before I actually did get back toChicago, or just how I would end up getting there -- but Im gettingahead of myself.Kaye Douglas and I rode in silence until I pulled off the express wayand onto a winding country road."Back roads," she said softly.. I got up early and packed the truck. I started it up and let it warm up. I carried Andie out and put her down to sleep in the back seat. Off we went, I drove until around noon. We stopped and grabbed a quick lunch. Andie drove after lunch and I slept. We stopped and refueled at supper, and I drove far into the night. When I started hitting the wall, Andie said that we were only about 3 hours away from Sammy's house. "Can you make it, Sugar?" I asked."I will get us there, Baby," she told me.We.