The Canadian Sanctuary was bigger than the one in West Virginia. Built into an old mine complex. Housing two hundred enhanced people.
The leader was a woman named Catherine. Tall. Gray hair. Kind eyes. She had been running safe houses for enhanced people for twenty years.
"Welcome," Catherine said when the children arrived. "You are safe here."
Rachel collapsed. Exhausted. "The Sanctuary. It is gone. Destroyed. Everyone might be dead."
"We heard. We have been monitoring communications. The Division attacked in force. It is bad."
"What about Sarah and Francis? Have you heard anything?"
"No. Communications are dark. We do not know who survived."
Emma felt her world crumbling. Her parents might be dead. Her home was destroyed. Everything she knew was gone.
Sophie hugged her. "They are
