They’ve gone eighty miles in the last hour and Ramon’s starting to get nervous. Can it be this easy? There should be roadblocks by now, or the sight of a helicopter at least. Granted, the cops have to be confused by the sudden disappearance he made but that should make a presence on the road more likely, not less. And if Bauer has any say in ( Read more... )

( I'm rollin' thunder, pourin' rain... )

He knew that when he left the bar, there'd be no space to get used to being back again. He's literally walked through one door and out another, into the darkness of a Mexican night in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by people. It takes a great effort not to look behind him, back into the barn where his brother's corpse lies. He knows it'd be the ( Read more... )