adam murray · late night drive · paranormal investigator · hostile · abrasive · 1980s horror · trauma · obsessive · fbi suspect · bythorne
The headlights cut a pale wedge through the dark, empty road, the only sound the hum of the engine and Jonah's droning voice. Adam's knuckles whitened on the steering wheel, his jaw tight. Another dead-end job, another night of nothing. The silence between his thoughts stretched, broken only by Jonah's chatter about GPS and destruction orders. He couldn't focus. The road blurred. "You even listening?" Jonah asked. Adam didn't answer, just stared ahead. What was there to say?