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From what Rora could tell, they hadn’t been pursued. They got into the plane and took off, but Strike hadn’t relaxed even after they were in the air.
He took them into land at a different airstrip than the one they’d taken off from though she didn’t realize that until they’d landed when she found that she didn’t recognize anything. At first, she’d thought it was because it was dark, but Strike had taken her hand and pulled her back to the plane to stop her from wandering too far and that’s when he’d told her they were in a different state.
Strike put her next to a hangar, dealt with everything, and then came back to take her hand. Rora was getting used to blindly following him and so didn’t think much of the car he put her in until they were a few miles down the highway.
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