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Road Trip - End

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"What do we do now?" Duncan asks impatiently into a cell phone.

We’re parked along the side of a desert highway somewhere in California. The sun beats down mercilessly on the scorched red earth, eliminating any clouds in the deep blue sky. The only thing that lives out here are the sparse withered bushes and cacti, although you can see plateaus in the distance.

Thankfully Duncan has left his truck on with the A/C running at full blast. I sit in the middle of the bench, passively absorbing the cool air, my legs stretched out before me. As for Duncan himself, he's pacing outside along the passenger side of the truck, arguing with someone from Menos. It's the most talking he's done in hours. I haven't said a word since leaving the satellite facility.

"So just come back? That's it?" Duncan shouts.

Occasionally a semi truck passes by us, whipping up a cloud of dust and debris.

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