"We just need help. Like my friend said--" "Town's that way." He pointed south. "About twenty kilometers." "Which is a very long hike, sir." Daniel met the old man's gaze as he kept walking forward. "We're really tired and we don't have any food or water. If we could just ride in the back--" The man pulled a switchblade from his pocket. "Don't come any closer, boy. Not you either, girlie. I got robbed on this road once. Not going to happen again." "Please, sir," Daniel said. "We aren't--" The man darted to the driver's side and leaped in as Daniel raced around the van. The man slammed it into gear. The van lurched forward. I grabbed Daniel and yanked him out of the way as the van swerved onto the road. Corey came out from behind the bushes as we walked back. "Next time, we consider my plan?" "I think so," Daniel mumbled. "At least he told us there's a town along this road," I said. "Same way we're heading." "How far?" Corey asked. "He didn't say," I lied. "But it can't be too far." Daniel glanced at me, then nodded."