MIKE
We have our things parked and loaded, and we head directly to the hunters hideout. James is in front of us, and his steps is brisk and calculated just like the rest of us.
We walked closer to the fence to avoid being spotted. Thankfully, the buildings were not as high as the rest of the buildings around the street. It would be so difficult for anyone to spot us now.
“What are we going to do now?” I asked calmly.
James looked around like he was searching for booby traps. “We need to be careful moving forward. I know everything about this place like the back of my hands and I know that there are traps in almost every territory.”
I stared at him stunned. If he had just come to Spadeville, then how did he know so much about this place. It was so weird, and didn’t correlate with what
