The hotel room is quiet as I sit on the bed and wait for Diego to return.

Last night when we arrived, I gazed out through the window at the waiting crowd at the other hotel and wondered if Kendric was among them. Though I had a feeling he was here, I never saw him, which was mostly because I had to hide my face with a hood and never leave Diego’s side.

This morning, he was adamant about me staying inside and not being seen, but I long to look through the windows or have them open to let some ...