Chris meets his gaze, her eyes widening slightly as the van goes off the paved road. It's been ten minutes since she's heard another car, the only sound now is of the tires rolling over the dirt and rocks. If she had to guess from the direction they'd been driving in, they might be near the Santa Clara River Valley. Lots of open space, not a lot of people.

There were only a few reasons for them to go somewhere so remote and none of them were good.