Ava’s POV
Nobody had to tell me twice.
That scared me more than I wanted to admit.
Morgan ended the call and pointed toward my rucksack.
“Essentials only.”
“It’s already packed.”
His eyes flicked to it.
Of course it was.
Years of humanitarian work had taught me.
Not to spread my s**t across a room like I planned on staying forever.
Tootsie stood near the door with her medical bag over one shoulder.
Gage was across the room, no longer joking.
True came in and locked the door behind her.
“Vehicle's ready.”
I looked at her.
“The rest of the team?”
“Covered.”
“The clinic tomorrow?”
“We'll deal with tomorrow when tomorrow gets here.”
That was security-speak for stop asking questions.
Normally I'd argue.
Tonight, I didn't.
Someone knew my room number.
Room 214.
Not just t
