Chapter 9

“Can we leave first? Then I’ll tell you?”

“Sure,” Witze said.

A few minutes and several try-melooks aimed at the workers in the barn who didn’t want to give Witze two horses, one for him and one for Nick, and they were riding away from the prison. The farther away they went, the more Nick had to beat back the rising urge to vomit. They kept the horses to a quick walk and checked often to be sure they weren’t being followed.

Nick knew where they were going, despite Witze’s winding path through the streets. They were heading for the safe house they’d vacated not long before.

“Well?” Witze asked.

“He…Todd told me to wait at least two days before doing anything. That Raleigh would be expecting something, but right away. Todd said waiting will cause them to think they’ve won, and they won’t be looking for any sort of attack or breakout.”