It took them the better part of an hour to reach the compound.
The atmosphere inside the two trucks was noticeably different from their previous journey together.
No one was laughing or joking now.
The only sound inside the lead vehicle came from the steady rumble of the engine beneath them and the occasional directions mumbled by the thoroughly terrified hostage sitting behind the wheel.
"Left here."
"Then we follow this path."
His voice shook every time he spoke.
Every few seconds, his eyes flickered nervously towards Ethan, who remained slouched comfortably in the passenger seat with his arms folded, seemingly paying almost no attention whatsoever.
That alone somehow made him even more frightening.
Kaela, meanwhile, had claimed the passenger seat of Mark's truck.
She'd spent the first ten minutes swinging her legs out of the open window before eventually growing bored. Very bored. Her attention naturally shifted toward the hostage in the other vehicle.
