(Mira)
I knew the gun was still there before we even got to the vehicle.
I'd felt it the whole time. Through the clearing. Through the hand over my mouth and the arm around me and all of it. I'd kept my hands away from my waist on purpose. Kept still on purpose. Didn't want anyone looking too closely at where the gun sat under my shirt.
They'd taken my phone. Taken my jacket. But nobody had run their hands down my sides. Nobody had checked properly. They'd been moving too fast and Tyler had been right there waiting and the man who brought me through the trees had just wanted to hand me over and leave.
Sloppy.
That was the word Jake had used once during training. He'd said the people who grab fast move fast too. They don't check everything. They assume they have control and assumption
