"How much farther?" he finally asked.
She didn't glance at him. "We'll be there by morning."
Jude sighed and shifted in his seat. His body was still sore from the fight, and his head throbbed with exhaustion, but there was no chance of sleeping now. He glanced at the rearview mirror. The road behind them was empty, but that didn't mean they weren't being followed.
"They know we're gone," he muttered.
"They knew the moment we left," she confirmed.
Jude clenched his jaw. "Then why aren't they stopping us?"
"They don't need to. Not yet."
There was something unsettling about the way she said it, like she knew something he didn't. He wanted to press her for answers, but he wasn't sure he was ready for them.
The entity remained still in the corner of his vision, as it always did. It never spoke, at least, not in words. But Jude could feel something shifting between them, something almost like… anticipation. He wasn't sure if that was a good thing.
