Thane
We have all our friends, every person who works for us—and even their friends—out scouting the city. No one was seen leaving, so they have to be here somewhere, hiding right under our noses.
However, as hours pass with still no sign of Harlow, I start to lose my mind. I’m not alone on that. My mates are going just as crazy as I am. I’m about to go knock on every door in the entire city when we get a hit on Vadum’s car from a speeding camera, one town over. Then another lead from a gas station where Vadum is caught on the CCTV, filling his car up.
We retrace his steps and find his car, but it was abandoned as a ploy to make it look like they haven’t left the city. They used the tunnels, and another car was waiting out near the old mine shafts, right outside the city border. That ca
