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said.
    “Everybody minds drool,” she said, ignoring the little flutter those words sent through her. There was no way a comment like that was sexy. It had to be Levi, damn him. He could make anything sexy.
    She shouldn’t have kissed him. She shouldn’t want to kiss him again.
    He just smiled and cocked his head.
    “Did you sleep, too?” she asked him as she dug in her purse for her packet of pills. Popping one out, she swallowed it quickly.
    “Off and on,” he said. “You ever heard of semi-hemispheric sleep?”
    “No,” she said. “Should I’ve?”
    “It’s a werewolf trick,” he said. “I’ll be fine.”
    “If you say so, ” she said. She shivered as another night breeze slid across the open field. “Why didn’t you put up the top?”
    “The keys were in your pocket. I figured you needed the sleep,” he said.
    “Oh.” She fumbled for them, still clumsy with sleep, and slid them into the ignition.
    “Let me drive,” he said.
    “I’ve got it.” She frowned at him.
    “Seriously, Harper, let me drive,” he said again. “I’m not asking.”
    She blinked, trying to clear the last of the fog of sleep. “All right. You know where we’re going?”
    He tapped his temple. “Memorized it,” he said. “We’ll get there long before morning, as long as Mortensen’s goons don’t find us.”
    “But they can’t now, can they?” she asked. “The GPS tracker is gone.”
    “They’ll be searching the roads.” He made an irritated noise. “I wish we could turn your phone back on and search the news sites, but if the police are looking for you, we might as well be sending them an engraved invitation.”
    “I can turn off the GPS,” Harper said.
    He shook his head. “That’s not how it works. The GPS on a cell phone only tells other people where you are if you let it through the cell data. It’s the phone service that’s the real problem. That bounces off the cell towers and triangulates you right away. If we don’t want people to know where you are, we can’t connect to the cell towers at all.”
    “Oh,” Harper said, feeling a little stupid.
    “Anyway, we’ll get another burner phone when we stop to fill up before we hit the border,” Levi continued, tapping the fuel gauge. “I’ll call Beane and find out what’s going on. We’ll have to be lucky to avoid the police or Mortensen’s men before then. Not that there’s likely to be much of a distinction.”
    Harper winced. “Can you please quit using that word? Lucky, I mean. It seems to keep getting us into trouble.”
    Levi cracked a smile. “Sure thing.” He held out a hand. “Keys, Harper.”
    With a sigh, she passed them over. “Fine.”
    He opened his door and walked around the car as she scooted over the console and into the passenger’s seat.
    “So, where is this Beane?” she asked as he shoved the keys into the ignition and punched the button to raise the roof.
    “West Virginia,” he said, “Out in the Appalachians.”
    “Yeah, you already said that,” she said. “I mean where, exactly.”
    With the roof up, the car suddenly seemed much smaller, almost claustrop hobic, a bubble in the wide, dark night.
    Levi’s eyes flickered over to her as he put the little car in reverse, turning it in a tight arc to face back the way he’d come. “Beane’s a bit private about that information.”
    “But you know,” she pointed out.
    He gave a half-shrug. “He wouldn’t be happy about me telling you.”
    She rolled her eyes. “You’re taking me there right now. It’s not like I’m not going to find out.”
    “You’ll find out if we make it there,” he agreed evenly. “But what if we don’t? The less you know, the less you can tell.”
    “It didn’t seem to me that Mortensen’s thugs were asking any questions,” she said tartly.
    “If they got a chance, don’t think they’d pass it up.” The car dipped and bobbed as it went up the slight slope back onto the empty back road.
    “Can you at least