The safe house was a cabin thirty miles north of Blackhaven, hidden in a stand of pine trees.
Adam had used it before, during the wars with Cindy and Volkov. It had no address, no phone, no internet. The road was unmarked, barely passable in winter. The nearest neighbor was five miles away.
Mrs. Novak stood in the doorway, her arms crossed.
“This is where you want us to live?”
“Temporarily. Until Katya is dealt with.”
“I have a job. Marcus has school.”
“There's a town twenty minutes from here. You can find work. Marcus can enroll.”
“We have lives in Blackhaven.”
“Your lives are in danger. Blackhaven can wait.”
She looked at Marcus. The boy stood by the window, staring at the trees.
“What do you think?” she asked.
“I think Mr. Kosta knows what he's doing.”
“He's a mechanic, not
