Cecilia's pov
My eyes fluttered open as someone gently pulled off my headphones.
I blinked against the sudden sunlight and looked out the window.
We were landing on a mountain peak, sharp and endless, covered in deep green pine trees.
Below us, the Colorado Springs landscape looked wild and untouched.
Two people waited near the helipad. A man and a woman, both probably in their early forties, stood side by side in rugged clothes that blended into the mountain surroundings.
Tang helped Harper and me down the chopper steps. My legs were still heavy from sleep.
The woman walked over with a warm smile and offered me her arm.
The man stayed quiet. He went straight to our bags and started loading them.
"This way, please," The woman said.
She led us toward a black
