“Where exactly are we going?” Frank asked as the careening chase continued. “Away,” Vermillion said, swerving the car around a corner as they rushed through Bankstown’s empty streets. “I don’t like ‘away’ being the most solid plan we have,” Frank said. An explosion to the right of the car tore up asphalt. “You may have missed it, Frank, but even just ‘away’ is a high bar right this second.”
