Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #2 (Patreon)

“Well, I can’t figure out what wrong with it,” called Lucas, the shit bag bounty hunter. “But one thing’s for sure, we’re not going anywhere.”

Joshua hadn’t been looking forward to being turned over to the Nevada authorities, but at this moment, the prospect seemed a lot better than dying of thirst in the middle of a desert.

“Why don’t you just call triple A or something?” asked Joshua.

“No service,” came the reply.

“Where are we?” asked Joshua.