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12 hours

Ash pulled up on the hill before the large metal cased building they’d got there almost 6 hours after the message had been sent unsure of who else it had been sent to they’d all jumped into the van. The signal form Avery’s tracker was strong a least they couldn’t find it being well hidden in her brain. Ash had insisted the help of a top brain surgeon and a family member to insert the little device which Matt had twisted her into having just in case something bad happened and boy he was glad that he had. They knew one day soon those pricks would be out of prison and would go in search of his sister purely for revenge.