The Highway Between Nowhere
Pat O'Brien had been driving a military truck for twenty-seven years, which meant he'd driven through more snowstorms, traffic jams, and war zones than most soldiers saw in a lifetime. He didn't mind the war zones. War zones had a rhythm to them—bombs went off, people ran, trucks drove around them. Traffic jams were different. Traffic jams had no rhythm. They were just standing still in a line...
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