“Hopefully.” Masters echoed.
“Want a coffee or a muffin? Maybe a bagel or a pastry?” Jaxson leaned out of the back window.
“A coffee and bagel sound great,” Masters smiled. “They didn’t send me out any dinner, and I skipped lunch.”
Drake rustled around the bags as Lincoln poured some coffee in a disposable cup.
“Cream, sugar?” Lincoln asked.
“Both please,” Masters nodded.
I reached into the bags of cream and sugar and withdrew some. Then handed it to Jaxson.
“Thanks, guys,” Masters held up his bagel and coffee.
“No problem. See ya later,” Remy said before he put the truck in drive.
“See ya later, go kick some ass,” Masters grunted.
“We plan to.” Remy laughed before pulling away.
We drove a few more miles before I saw our other vehicles. Ben was framed in the hidden doorway, and he waved at us as we pulled up. Remy cut the engines off, and we got out of the vehicle quietly.
I followed Remy and Jace into the cave, still holding Troy’s hands. I knew he was exhausted. It was written all over his face. Apparently, he had been abducted at the airport yesterday morning as he was doing a preflight. They hadn’t taken him far.
The imposter was the one to make the text message to the guys. He probably thought he could be short and concise with them and they wouldn’t be suspicious. However, our conversations were more in-depth through text. I would have grown suspicious if he had been short and concise with me. It was odd enough when he hadn’t called or texted me earlier.
Troy had been placed in a fire-resistant room and had felt like he was being watched the whole time. Several people had come into the room and asked him questions. He hadn’t responded the way they wanted him to, so they beat him. Eventually, he fed them lies. The imposter was probably trying to learn as much about him as possible.
At first, the imposter had tried to pose as me, but Troy had seen through him immediately by the way he carried himself. He purposely called Imposter Me ‘love bug’ and continued to feed them lies.
The moment Imposter Me was in place, the others had gotten lax. They came into chain Troy and haul him away, underestimating him. From his condition, they thought he was unable to fight off anyone. Once his hands were free, he was able to use his gift and get out of there.
“We’re set up in here,” Ben stated as he led us down the hall into one of the side rooms.
The room was similar to the war room we had on the other side. The computers, television, and conference table were all located here as well. The only difference was that most of the computers weren’t hooked up.
Currently, Jemmy, Gavin, and Sierra were stationed behind three of the computer terminals. They were examining the camera feeds. Pops, Terrance, and Greg were already pouring over floor plans of the mountain.
“It looks like the majority of the gifted are located in the cafeteria and the training room,” Gavin stated.
“Except our friend Darren and a few of his friends,” Jemmy said gleefully. “Which room is this?”
“Um, not sure,” Pops said with a frown as he looked over at the monitors.
“We shall soon find out,” Gavin said as he typed away on the computer. “I’m going to IM him and find out his location.
“How many insurgents did we count?” Pops asked as began to scribble on the floor plans.
“Twenty in the cafeteria, eighteen in the training room, four in our main control room, and twenty-four searching the floors… hold up,” Sierra paused. “There’s eleven of our people in the laundry room and six adversaries that will be upon them soon.”
“Let’s go,” Micah stated standing up.
“I’ll take over here,” Jace reassured Sierra as he sat down in a rolling chair beside her.
Sierra smiled at him and went over to Micah. “Let’s go,” she echoed him.
They linked hands. One second they were there, the next second they weren’t. I watched as they reappeared on the screen in the laundry room.