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plant, it relies on a mix between the current of the river and windmills to generate electricity. They wanted to create a plant that was more eco-friendly. Unlike the coal burning powerhouse on the other side of the river. They were planning to install grids of solar panels around here before he Rising too. It’s a shame, we could have used the boost.
    Nal taps me on my leg, taking me out of my daze. He puts his fingers to his eyes and points back towards the tree line.
    I nod. I know what that means.
    He sees movement.
    He keeps driving forward, not stopping until we are about thirty yards in the woods. Veering off onto a game trail, I can see he is taking us to a set ten of large garden sheds grouped up in two rows of five.
    I look over at Nal, who smiles back. Even still he has secrets on me.
    I jump off my cart to open the doors for him, then turn around to see the others doing the same. We all gather in the middle of them as the doors are closed.
    “From here, we go on foot,” Nal says. Walking ahead. He takes a few steps before turning around. “Coming, princess?”
    I sigh before jogging to catch up to him. He won’t let that name die, will he?

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
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    We approach the end of the woods and kneel down behind some shrubbery.
    “I see at least five of them,” I say, pointing them out.
    “Six,” he says, pointing to the rooftop.
    “Still sure of the front entrance,” I say.
    He nods.
    I walk out in the open after stepping over the last of the brush on the edge. We approach a tall chain-link fence on the outer edge of the property. I turn around to grab a pair of bolt cutters out of the bag when I feel a tap on my shoulder. I look over at Nal, who is pointing towards the back. Turning my head, I see what he is pointing out. A section of the fence that has already been cut.
    This man is far more prepared than I could have ever known. I was already impressed with how he was able to get us out of the hotel, this is taking it to the next level.
    We follow the fence, walking around to the section of cut fence. Once we are there I see it has only been sliced in one spot. There is a section about three feet tall and maybe a foot wide for us to slide through. I look around the group and smile, glad that none of the chubby guys came along.
    Nal puts his finger to his lip before I step through. I shake my head at him before stepping through carefully.
    Like he had to tell me to be quiet.
    Once I’m through, I turn around and grab the bag from Vince before Nal steps through the hole. One by one, the men step through the hole in the fence until we are all on the other side. I hand the bag back before walking off again.
    Nal leads us around the building to the opposite side. I guess he wants to see if there are any other people standing on the other side before we walk to the front. Solid move if you ask me. Another reason he wanted to take the lead.
    When we reach the corner, Nal signals to the group to wait, while he peeks around the corner. I’m about to poke my fat head around Nal’s when Vince hands me a piece of metal with a mirror on the end. Just like the type you see at the dentist’s office, but longer. Probably from a mechanic’s shop if I had to guess. I nod in thanks as I take it from him.
    Nal jumps slightly when I move the mirror past his head. I wiggle it around a few times before I see what I’m looking for. They have three more men on this side.
    Well, we at least have the advantage, though I wish we had a few people with combat experience. I guess that’s why they called in the big guns, I think with a smile.
    “Ready?” I whisper as I hand the tool back to Vince.
    He nods.
    I step around the corner, ahead of him. This is part of the unsaid portion of our agreement. Yes, he gets to lead, but I need to be in the front. He doesn’t voice his concern because he knows I have trouble hitting metal through things. He could have a dozen bullet holes in his