contemplated how he would kill the cop if he pulled him over.

 

Luckily for the policeman, he pulled off when the light turned green.

 

Rogers accelerated slowly, and soon the cop car was out of sight.

 

He rubbed the back of his head. He did not want to confront the fact that the

pains in his head were increasing and that they were also feeling different than

they had previously.

 

What if my head explodes before I accomplish what I set out to do?

 

He flexed first his right arm and then his left. His knife wound was healing

nicely.

 

His eyes scanned ahead. His night vision was better than his day vision, but the

latter was still acceptable.

 

He cleared the mountains and entered the central part of the state. In another

three hours he reached the Tidewater region of Virginia.

 

Then he pulled to a stop.

 

Fort Monroe was directly in front of him.