The drive is silent, tension thick in the air as Kieran speeds toward the location Jack just provided.
The real doctors had been held just long enough for Jack and the alphas to extract what little information they could.
Now, they had a place... a real address, coordinates that led them straight to the lab.
Rika sits in the backseat, her fingers gripping the edge of her cloak.
Blake lies beside her, unconscious, her body carefully arranged to keep up the illusion. The fake pregnancy belly is secured tightly around her, a last-minute deception that Rika insisted on.
"As I told you, incase of anything... You know, like when someone is there who might notice that Blake is not pregnant anymore... this will save us. They'll think it's the real pregnancy on her." Rika mutters, as if reading Kieran's thoughts.
Kieran doesn't respond. His focus is entirely on the road ahead, on what needs to be done. But he knows Rika made a clever idea there.