QUOTE : They’re friendlier when you’re not driving like an arsehole with a death wish. You do realize this ain’t a road, right?” Tucker stopped. “What do you mean? The GPS lady told me to turn here.” Did he not notice that people on both sides were looking down at them from the platform like they were idiots? “Nope, she told you to turn on the road. This is where the train runs. In case you’ve forgotten what a train is, it’s a bit like a high-speed bullet that kills everything stupid enough to get in its path.” Tucker’s eyes went wide. “Holy shit. Holy shit. We’re going to get hit by a train. What should I do?” Brody yawned again. It had already been a long damn day. Why had he thought bringing the brain-damaged puppy along for the ride would be a good idea?