Mira
The dust kicked up behind us as we ran to the car, no need to be stealthy anymore. The camera had recorded us at least in the front of the building, neither of us could remember whether or not there were other cameras throughout the building.
Neither of us wanted to think about the creepiest part: the missing van.
Has someone been inside with us? Had they watched us searching around, taking pictures and speculating what the place was used for? Were they on their way to report us back to their leaders, and were more agents on their way?
Lucian drove swiftly back down the dirt road, the motion-sensor lights in the trees now seeming sinister where before they had seemed mystical. Were there cameras in the woods too? Were they still watching us?
I thought of Dominic, wondering if I
