"I think you also had a point about a better coat." He had his wool coat so that was already better than the leather jacket he'd planned, now there would have been a problem. It was fucking freezing out here. "My nipples could cut glass and I have layers." He shook his head in disbelief as he took his toiletry bag from Sam and held it up in appreciation.

"Right, if I don't come back in ten, I've either frozen to death trying to take a piss or a bear ate me." Harry warned as he headed towards the truck stop bathroom. What fresh hell was this going to be. "I heard about these redneck truck stop bathrooms - they better not disappoint!"