The driver struck his passenger repeatedly on the side of her head with his free hand as he drove deeper into the wood.
He tossed the cell on the side of the road.
"If you all are on the side of good, why is there so much death?" she demanded.
She drove up to the elevator entrance on the side of the draw.
They passed through two more doors before exiting into a cold desert night on the side of a mountain, overlooking the activity at the elevator's entrance.