Morning came early as Eric’s phone woke them. Blurry-eyed, he struggled out of bed to answer it. “Yeah?” He listened for a few moments. Jessie watched from the bed. Tense as she waited to find out. Why they were receiving a call at this hour.                She caught Alrick’s attention and mouthed. “Who is it? What’s wrong?” Alrick only held up a finger and continued to listen.                “Corral them and keep them calm. Rachel or Davie need to fix that. We do not deal with that. They can call someone in to fix that. Yeah, it’s the worst thing that could happen. But that’s why we brought in NARC representatives. We’ll survive this. Just keep a low-key. Don’t admit to knowing anything. Stick to the story that the land was unused to our knowledge and we’ve just ga

          Jessie could smell the change in the air. She could smell the scents of humans. Jessie hated having to deal with humans. She’s not learnt how to dodge their prying questions and confusing reactions. Some were touchy, while others became hostile. This was a race that lost its protective way.          Alrick took the laptop and documents from Jessie. She followed him to the trailer, where quite a few strangers stood in uniforms. They heard Herald’s voice giving rules to the people. About how to mind their actions within the mine. There’d always be a trained worker with them. The poor man was doing his best. As others demanded to know where his boss was.          Herald didn’t lose focus and surprised the demanding humans by stating that his bosses were behind them. Herald went on the change in scent pro

               Craig and Rachel returned to the old drug lab. Here they could set up. Then send out small teams of people. Run in stealthily and attempt to catch him unawares.               “Alright, Ashley. You and Craig will go investigate the old packhouse. Focus on the basement, and attic. Any place a secret room might exist. Look for spaces, seem off. You’re looking for a secret space, don’t expect a sign hanging on the wall. Space might hold an old bunker or safe room. If you think you’ve found something, then don’t search for an entrance. Contact us immediately so that we can be there enforce to lower the danger factor.” Rachel instructed those leading the groups around an old table that now housed several maps and other documents. Craig leaned on the table watching the faces of those she instructed, what

               Sal paced in front of the old building. Time was of the essence. They must hunt down who took Ashley. He wasn’t sure when he’d lost her. Sal cursed himself out because she was in his care. She disappeared on his watch. They didn’t arrive in the next three minutes. Sal decided he would go in alone and find her.               It wasn’t long before several vehicles pulled up. Rachel, the lead enforcer on this mission, flew out of the passenger side door. She halted before him. “What in the hell happened? Your instructions were to stay together. Search for evidence and if you find something call it in.”               “I thought she followed me to the attic, and I was there when I realized she wasn’t behind me. I figur

                There wasn’t any point in further searching. The baskets weren’t there. “I ordered eight baskets. This is the invoice they left. How did I miss it? There’s a note on the back. Who writes on the reverse? The last half of the shipment is coming separately. They don’t say a date we’ll receive it on.” Bonnie frowned in a puzzled manner at the back of the invoice.                “We’ll work with this.” Jessie didn’t think of her words’ meaning. What she’s thinking? This was Bonnie’s event. She was helping. “I’ll pass on the message about the baskets and tell everyone to break for lunch.”                “Yes, lunch is ready in the