"We can," he answered, not wanting to have to ride in a tiny car. He'd been in Spy's vehicle once -- it was one of those low-to-the-ground numbers that was all looks and no leg room. That, coupled with the fact that the man drove like an absolute maniac, made Sniper never want to ride with him again.

"What else do you and your cousin got in common?" he asked idly, leading the way toward his camper.