Anne helpfully read the map and kept track of time while Gracie drove. Under normal circumstances, they would have hit Reno in two hours. Between swerving around abandoned cars, a lunch break, and pit stops for the dogs, however, it was already a bit into the afternoon when the two saw the city's largest buildings in the distance. Just a few miles outside of town was a full-service truck stop, complete with small coffee shop and nap cots. There were a couple of cars in the parking lot and a number of unmoving bodies surrounding them, likely the result of someone's last stand or a small herd that had found final death in the sweltering desert heat. It wouldn't be too much trouble to step around them and into the building. Anne eyed the grim scene for a moment before turning to Gracie with a faint smile. "Man... Do you remember the last time you had a good cup of coffee?"