Chapter 24

I feel my head begin to roll backward and my eyes flutter closed. The sunlight streaming through the window warms up the exposed part of my skin and it feels comforting like a warm caress. When sleep eventually takes over, I jump in my seat, my eyes snapping open. I immediately shake my body, slapping myself a few times to remain awake. In front of me lies an array of weapons, all of our guns and knives.

All lined up perfectly, waiting to be used. A knife is strapped to my lower leg and I know it won't be coming off anytime soon. Besides the weapons, Micah lies soundly on his bed, his eyes closed as he sleeps. Dark circles stain his warm skin from his duty of keeping watch whilst I slept for a few hours. I wonder whether we'll be safe whilst I catch a few more hours...

No, I can't do that.

I have to do be ready and on guard in case anything happens. We don't know whether the FBI are planning to end this suicide mission early.