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You leave behind the blazing wreckage as you speed away from Lordsburg on Interstate 10. You are expecting to be followed, yet, as the town slowly vanishes into the night, there is no sign of a clan pursuit.

You cover fifteen miles, reaching the intersection with Highway 80, when the jeep runs out of fuel. You let it cruise to the side of the freeway. As soon as you stop, Captain Frankland unhooks a large fuel can that is strapped to the rear of the jeep and shakes it.

‘There’s about two gallons in this,’ he says, as he flicks open the cap and pours the contents into the jeep’s empty tank. ‘It’s not going to get us very far.’

As the captain pours the last of the spare gas into the jeep, suddenly you discover why you were not followed out of Lordsburg.

Turn to 309.