200 Myles' Disappointement

So grandpa told me about his grand plan to capture me. He had prepared for every possibility, covered all his weak links. I was already being led to the slaughter house, clueless. The two carriages Hilda told us about were decoys, as I suspected. Moreover, he'd arranged for Osgar and the helm to move at the same time toward opposite destinations.

To make matters worse, he didn't know the date or time at which they'd be deployed. He'd entrusted all of it to Hartwell, including the security. He said it felt like somebody was watching his every move at the time, so he took his precautions.

"Well, at least I have an advantage," I said out loud, trying to wrap my head around things. "I can go back in time and fix it. I'll tell Osgar to never follow that woman. In fact, we'll capture her and get her to show us a way inside Fort Mercer."