She sat at the edge of the bed and stared at her already packed suitcase.

She silently thanked her sharp instincts, the strong discernment that made her pack earlier as if preparing for war or bracing for a job about to go wrong.

The footage of her home being searched night after night kept replaying in her mind. If they were able to find her home, she was sure they’d be trying to find her too once they realized she either knew or was taking a break.

Her first thought was to leave town ...