The escape from the Neon Sunsets bar was almost a half-hour old. Having the team stationary this long in potentially hostile country wasn’t good, but the Landrover—even if it hadn’t become an instantly recognizable visual eyesore—wasn’t trustworthy enough to get them back to the safehouse where they could hole up. Scanning the heavy line of forest on the other side of the highway, Skater spotted the brief white-yellow obelisk of Duran’s flash as he flagged him down.