Aura paced the length of the cabin, her mind racing. The encounter with Serena had shaken her more than she cared to admit. It wasn't just Serena's skill that unnerved her, it was the way she spoke, with an unsettling confidence that hinted at something far more dangerous.
"She found us too easily," Aura muttered, her hands clenched into fists. "How did she track us here?"
Logan sat at the edge of the bed, nursing a bruised shoulder from the fight. "Maybe it wasn't the location. Maybe it's you."
Aura stopped pacing and turned to him. "What do you mean?"
Logan hesitated, clearly reluctant to say what was on his mind. "Look, I'm not saying this to scare you, but… is it possible they're using something—someone—to track you specifically? Ashcroft has resources we can't even imagine. If he wants you badly enough, he might be using more than just soldiers."