Watching Bridgit seemed to get Alina nowhere. Searches for the delivery driver had now ceased, many speculating that he was dead or a spy on the run. Alina was growing increasingly frustrated. Bridgit now kept a distance from her, ever since the day they washed laundry at the river. A new tactic was needed... but what? She wished she had Alexander or Ezra here to talk to. One of them would have answers for her, she was sure.
The weather had eased up, that was something to be thankful for. They had running water again and deliveries could get through. Alina couldn't help but wonder how many delivery drivers could be spies... no one set off any suspicions though.
The weeks dragged on, their people getting hit with surprise attacks and their plans thwarted. Something had to give and it ha
