“What do you mean?” I whispered with a knot in my chest.
“We don’t know what’s going on for sure. Except the woman has been buying more food than usual and she has been acting strange. She lives in a one-person unit and neighbors have heard bizarre noises lately. One team investigated the reports more than a week ago, but the woman denied anything was wrong.”
“But the reports keep coming?” I guessed.
“Yes. The other teams are hours away, but some of us are aiming to meet up in the village around six a.m. to arrest him. Will you meet us there? It’s not far from the border.”
“Yes. Send a drone and the address, will you?”
“I’ll do that and I’ll see you in a few hours.”
“Okay,” I whispered and ended the call.
It was tempting to let Magni sleep and avoid the potential fight that was bound to happen when I asked for a lift to the border. But tempting or not, I had promised him never to leave him with a note again, so I gave his shoulder a gentle push. “Magni, wake up.”
“Iamawake.”
“Then why were you snoring?”
He turned on some light. “To see if you would sneak away again.”
“You don’t trust me.” It was a statement more than a question.
“I used to.”
With a deep sigh, I got up and dressed. “Can you take me to the border?”
“Do I have a choice?”
“I can wake Marco or Archer and ask them to do it.”
Magni began to dress. “Remember what I told you. Don’t let Devlin get close to you. No need to play a hero, and don’t hesitate to blast the motherfucker to hell if he as much as points a weapon at you.
“Uh-huh.” I made sure to pack my bag with the safety equipment.
“Look at me, Laura.”
I turned to him and saw deep frown lines on his face.
“What did I just tell you?”
“To not be a hero and not get too close.”
“Yes, and kill him if necessary.”
I nodded without telling him that I had no intention of killing anyone.
“And if he sneaks up on you, knee him in his crotch. You don’t have the strength to fight him off without dirty tricks, so castrate that scumbag if you get the chance.”
“Got it!”
“Do you have everything?” Magni nodded to the bag.
“Yes.” I closed it, praying that he wouldn’t ask to see the weapons he’d given me.
“Do you want to eat something before you leave?”
“No.”