Rampage by Sandford John & Cook Michele

Author:Sandford, John & Cook, Michele [Sandford, John & Cook, Michele]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Action & Adventure, Science Fiction & Fantasy, thriller, Young Adult, Mystery, Adventure, Social & Family Issues, Siblings, Science Fiction, Suspense, Literature & Fiction, Family, Fantasy, Teen & Young Adult
ISBN: 9780385753135
Amazon: 0385753136
Barnesnoble: 0385753136
Goodreads: 27245911
Publisher: Knopf Books for Young Readers
Published: 2016-07-12T07:00:00+00:00

Cruz picked them up at the side of the road just after four o’clock. Shay was in the passenger seat, wearing a straw cowboy hat she’d bought in Silver City.

“Another body burned,” Odin said as he and Harmon got in the backseat. X was there, too, and he settled between them.

“Ah, no,” Shay said.

Harmon turned around to pull out a fabric rifle case that he kept in the back, put his rifle in it, and tucked the case away under a cooler and their packs.

As they passed the turnoff to the ranch, they saw a man with a rifle on his shoulder step back away from the road into the piñons. “Hope he didn’t see us on the earlier passes,” Shay said.

“This is only the third pass for the Benz, and unless he’s the only guy out there, we oughta be okay,” Harmon said.

They’d gone another ten miles when a white Chevy Tahoe came up behind them and flared its red roof flashers.

“Now what?” Shay asked.

“Cruz, keep your hands in sight, on the steering wheel,” Harmon said. “Odin, when Cruz rolls down his window, you roll yours down, too, like you want to hear what’s going on.”

Cruz took the Benz to the dirt shoulder, shifted into park. The truck pulled off behind them, and a moment later, two men in olive-green uniforms got out. One waited behind the Benz, the other walked up to the driver’s-side window. He was wearing a pistol on his hip and kept his hand on it.

As he came up to the window, Cruz asked, “What’d I do?”

The man said, with a Hispanic accent, “Border Patrol. Everybody here an American?”

“Yeah, we all are,” Cruz said.

The patrolman looked into the truck at Shay, Odin, Harmon, and the dog, then looked back at Cruz and asked, “You got a driver’s license, paisano?”

“Yeah.” Cruz fumbled out his wallet, extracted his license, and passed it to the patrolman, who looked at the picture, looked at Cruz, then handed it back. “Los Angeles, huh?”

“Yeah, we’re all from California,” Cruz said.

Shay said, “Odin and I aren’t—we’re really from Oregon, but we’re living in Los Angeles right now, going to school.” Odin gave the guy a placid wave.

The patrolman said, “What are you folks doing here? You’re a long way from nowhere.”

Harmon jumped in: “I teach archaeology. We were up at Gila looking at some Mimbres sites. These three are students. We’re headed to Lordsburg for the night, then it’s back to L.A. tomorrow.”

The patrolman said, “Well, okay, then. Have a good trip.”

As he stepped away, Cruz asked, “How come you’re so far from the border?”

“We patrol all the main routes north. We could see a lot of heads in this truck, and we always stop a truck with a lot of heads.”

Cruz said, “Huh. Well, take it easy.”

“You too,” the patrolman said.

—

Cruz eased off the shoulder, and the flashers on the unmarked truck died. As they pulled away, Odin asked, “You think they were really Border Patrol?”

“Seemed right to me,” Cruz said. “I’ve been stopped before.

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