Chapter 9 | Noah A quick glance in the rearview mirror confirms my suspicions. The black car is still there. Saint Pyre’s the only town near Stag’s End Hotel, but that hardly makes it less of a coincidence. We stopped off for gas. Hell, Shane spent a solid ten minutes talking to the attendant about his love for the slimy hot dogs sweating under the heat lamps. And yet remarkably, the same black car has ended up behind us...