![]() The memory of that night, eight weeks ago, tortured her. Her hiding place was very close to where she’d been when Jo was killed. If she was lucky, the van would enter through those gates before she was discovered. She’d been observing the rare traffic for a few weeks and she knew a delivery van arrived just before four o’clock most days. ![]() Still, delivery trucks and post vans came and went each day, as did the security guards who worked for Raj Patel. Only the headmistress and a cadre of carefully chosen security guards were allowed to operate it.Ĭars were relatively rare at Cimmeria Academy. Nearly a mile from the school building at the end of a long drive, it was opened and closed by remote control. As far as she knew, this was the only way in and out of Cimmeria Academy’s grounds. The gate in front of her was tall and imposing, topped with sharp spikes of black metal. She’d been waiting nearly twenty minutes. ![]() Hoving the phone back into her pocket, Allie shivered as the bitter February wind cut through her and moved closer to the tall pine tree that sheltered her. ![]() We have to be continually jumping off cliffs and developing our wings on the way down. ![]()
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