BETHANY NARROWED HER eyes and stared at the van emblazoned with a TG logo on its hood as it approached. Renn was driving. There was no one in the passenger seat.
Renn stopped next to Bethany’s car, got out and sketched a wave then went to the rear doors and opened one. She stepped out of view behind it.
Bethany waited, wondering. She scanned the road that lead back toward the factory. There was nothing to see but the dust trail hanging in the air the van had left behind.
The door closed and Renn walked toward her carrying her gear.
“No one else rode with you?”
“It’s just me today but, since you’re here, we’re following the safety rules, right?”
Bethany was a little taken aback but, before she could say anything, Renn continued.
“There are five of us working on the project associated
