Chapter 1282

　　"Like a yard light?"

　　"Exactly."

　　"Maybe if you cut the headlights."

　　Kane clicked the lights off, even the interior lights.

　　Talk about dark and spooky. Ginger focused on the blackness out her window. A snow squall faded and she caught a fleeting glimpse of light. "There. Straight ahead."

　　"...