Nanokill, Chapter 4
Micah UT
Peter drove his rental car sixteen miles down Route 39 to the village of Micah Utah, population 812. As easy as it was for Peter to be lost in data at the CDC, he was worse when it came to driving, with poor vision and an a congenitally challenged sense of direction. In Africa he had trusted guides. In Utah a state trooper gave him directions (“You can miss it if you go too fast,” he warned) but the trooper’s directions differed from the Corolla’s Waze program and he came to a dead end at a gravel pit. Reversing direction he found a motel, bumped his head on the roof of car door getting out, and checked in. He’d make his rounds in Micah the next morning.
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