I did not refresh it constantly or call Mark to find out whether he knew where we were.

There were people following the information now.

I let them do that part.

When the road began to narrow, Ethan fell asleep with his head turned toward the window and the puppy secured against him.

I watched him for a moment.

Whatever happened at the cabin, I wanted him to wake to adults who had finally taken back the responsibility he had placed in a jar.

The authorities had our arrival information.