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Von stepped down the three metal steps of the bus and dropped onto the gravel shoulder of the turnpike.
A hundred yards down the open lanes, a massive commercial refrigerated hauler roared past at sixty-five miles an hour, its headlights cutting through the dark.
Up on the overhead gantry, the weigh-station bypass light flashed green for it, and neither of the parked highway patrol cruisers even twitched.
Another freight truck blew past right behind it, completely unbothered.
Nobody else on the turnpike was being stopped. This entire roadblock had been set up exclusively for them.
Ahead, bathed in flashing blue and amber strobes, their lead semi-truck sat idling.
David and their lead transport driver, Frank, were standing by the front bumper with their hands raised in frustrated gestures, surrounded by three uniformed commercial vehicle enforcement officers.
