Kacie

I followed Ken’s Beta, Rich outside of the packhouse and my body was starting to heat up. I could feel it in my feet and feel it in my fingertips.

Before we left the warm glow of the lights, I saw that he was wearing all black and his hair was covered by a beanie. He turned back only once to check and make sure I was still following. When he saw that I was, we walked until we reached the border.

An all-black jeep waited just outside the line. He stopped and whirled around. His eyes ...