“Going to have to cut through part of the city,” Lana said a few moments later.
Johnny looked up from the map as the truck rolled to a stop. “A river.”
“Probably a canal…” Lana said. “Either way we can’t drive over it… Does it break anywhere?” She turned the truck and began to run along the side of the canal heading for the city once more. In the distance several fires burned, but the fires…