Chapter 9Nothing further happened that night after they left the Dollhouse Museum, nor the next five days. Oliver wasn’t about to let his guard down, though. For a few days, life had gone back to normal, but he was just going through the motions. He still checked over his shoulder, still wondered if someone hid in the dark yard, still expected his phone to light up with threats. Today might be a reprieve, though. With his concentration on the flight, maybe he could bury all his fears.
He sat at the desk in the office at Nighthawk. On the screen before him, the radar showed a storm that swirled in the next state, headed their way. If they left within the next half hour, they should reach Clearwater before the storm hit. By the time Tony’s meeting would be finished, the storm should be move
