"No, probably not t'us," he admitted, "but it's the rest of the world we were talkin' about, an' I say you don't make it out of the county."

Of course, there was the distinct possibility that Bill wouldn't, either.

He jumped back from the car as it sagged.

"Fuck."

He could call Clarice, but he knew she was busy getting everyone else out. That meant his job was keep Grant occupied to give her time.

"What is it that you want, Grant? Starla? She's gone."