We stayed the night in the old warehouse that had been converted into a type of safe house for my father and his organization.
I had learned that Bryce knew about most of the safe houses that they had but ever since he started really eating out, my father started setting new ones up.
We were headed to Washington now. There was a very remote place that Gabe and my father thought I would be safest in this remote location we were traveling to.
We all knew that leaving the country would really help but staying close to home would assure that my father would always have strong connections if we needed more back up.
Bryce had known about the cabins but he hadn’t been there since he was a kid. And after the last attack my father had people watching his every move back in California.
Knowing
