32. Open field

I had to find Waylon and fast. The guy who bit me was lying dead on the ground not much further away, which meant I did have to run before they could even imagine that it could be my blood. Why did this have to happen to me again? Every time I think I'm one step ahead, I have to take another step back. I walk back to the factory to spend the day there and let myself think of another plan, how to get closer to those men. The man who walked out with his partner was, as I heard, a regular customer, so I could question him as well. That was until I figured out that he must have seen my face. So I had to think of another way to get the info out of him.

In my room, I try to get some sleep that night, which I just can't seem to do. Waylon was also here, first threatening again, "time is ticking." As if I hadn't noticed, every moment I'm not there, someone dies. In the morning, after turning in my bed all night, I come up with an idea. Maybe not a smart idea, but the best I can come up with right now. "Verona!" I call out to her as she walks in front of me. She looks up at me with a smile and I tell her my plan, sure she played a big part in it. That day I had to train again, which I still don't know how to get out of, even Verona and Waylon had to do those training sessions. "Are you ready?" I hear Verona ask me as I lift my head from the dining room table. I was so tired that I didn't even realize that I had fallen asleep, had fallen asleep. "Yes," I answer her, using the palm of my hand to wipe the drool from the corners of my mouth.

Back in the same café, the same man is indeed sitting at the bar again. Verona walks up to him, causing him to raise his gaze from the glass to her. Of course, a little later, Verona already has the desired effect. He's completely captivated by her when I come up behind him and unseen put a knife to his neck. "Where is the airport in Boston?" I whisper in his ear with a stern tone. "The international airport, surely everyone knows his," he replies with a grin on his face. He knows, well enough, what I mean. "Don't play games, what I did with your friend I can do with you too." His eyes suddenly turn to me, and this time the smile is no longer on his face. "You! I'll get you," he says as he tries to take the knife away, causing it to go through his skin. With the blood coming out of the wound almost unseen, he realized he is outnumbered with Verona in front of him with a knife on his leg. "Ok, I'll tell you." He moves closer to my ear now and whispers the location in my ear before I take my knife away from his neck, and he runs for his life. "Thank you, Verona. I know where we need to be now." She looks at me but nods, and we walk out of the café together.

Back at the plant, Verona starts firing questions at me about what just happened and why we weren't allowed to intervene. Things I hadn't thought of before I asked her along on my mission. Do I think about Cleo, you can't keep staring at her? "I needed info on a secret mission I'm on." Good save though, I say it of myself, why hadn't I thought of this before? "Secret mission? Does Bogan know anything about this?" Sure, Verona and all her questions. Another thing I could have known was coming. "Yes, he made me the leader of this mission." She looks at me strangely, but before she can steal any more questions, I'm called through the intercom to report. With a firm step, I walk to Bogan's desk who is already waiting for me at the door. "Do you have a location?" He asks me with those steel-gray eyes of his that work as a lie detector. Something I thought something, but am sure of now, you can't keep anything from this man. "Yes, I know the location. Now, all we have to do is investigate, and we're done." He nods and takes me into his office to discuss the next step. "You take my best warriors to investigate the place," Bogan says as he takes a seat on his desk chair, behind his dark wooden desk. "That's a three-hour trip? Then we won't be back for two days." I try to stop him. It's hard for me to walk in the sun with my skin burning at such. Not as bad as the other vampires, but still enough to fall through. "You're going in a car with Waylon and Verona and the other car is going to have three more with you," Bogan says, dismissing my protest, just like that. That man you just couldn't say no to. Saying maybe, but listening. "Ok," I say in a small voice. What am I going to do now? It's hard for me to sit in that car and not get sunburned, but didn't he just say I should get in the car with Waylon? Waylon has the same problem as me, maybe there is a way after all. I hear Bogan in the intercom asking for Verona and Waylon, who have walked into the office separately as well. Verona already has her dirty look on Waylon, who gets even colder when she hears that we are in a car together for three hours. "Hear Verona, we are going on a trip together. Are you up for it?" He asks with a smile, clearly challenging her to an answer. "No, when do we leave?" Asks Verona with her teeth grinding together. "Now," says Bogan in his stern voice. Not much later, we walk out, and I already see two vehicles ready for us. I release a sigh when I see that the windows are tinted. They both look at me, but then the doors open on the car, and we get in.