covered it, like the rest of the building seemed abandoned. Once they were at the elevators, things changed. Using a special key, the doors opened. At first, it seemed like a great dark cavern but when Trudy turned the lights on, they all could see it was a storehouse. Row after row of shelves filled with boxes laid out in a pattern in front of them. She made her way around the shelves and at the back wall, they came to another door. Using her key, she opened the door and walked inside. Turning on the lights, she stood there while the men behind her gasped at what they saw.
This was one of her places, hidden from the rest of the world where she’d carved out her own little knish. The cement floors of the old factory were cleaned and covered with rugs, the room took up most of the first floor and its open design showed the different areas she called home. One area held her large king size bed, another was a small kitchen with more shelves holding her food supplies.
The main focus held her computers. Four different monitors and several hubs filled the desk area. Filing cabinets separated this area from the rest of the room. The rest of the area was filled with two large TV’s, three sofas and two reclining chairs. There were even two large dog beds along one wall in the living room area. The whole area was clean and uncluttered.
“Who lives here?” Dewey finally asked.
“I do, why?” She turned to look at them.
“Why would you live here, instead of a house or apartment?”
“Why do you care where I live?” she asked with a glare.
“I don’t really care one way or the other,” Dewey admitted. “It just surprised me, that’s all.”
“I do have to ask you guys keep this place a secret.” She wrung her hands together. She hadn’t wanted to bring them here but in the end, she had no choice.
“How are we going to know when he gets here?’ Colten asked.
Trudy walked over to the wall behind them and pressed a button, allowing the panel to slide open. Several small monitors turned on and gave them a view of the outside from several angles.
“How is this possible?’ Dewey asked her. She’d surprised him again. All this was state of the art and he didn’t know why she would have it.
“I used the old security cameras,” Trudy explained. “I just had to reroute them.”
“Aren’t you the clever girl then?” Cade whispered.
Trudy glared at him but didn’t say what she was thinking. She had to be clever she’d done all this to protect not only her, but her sister as well. It was a harsh word out there and when you were hiding from bad people, it was even worse.
“Let’s get ready in case he shows early.” Dewey tried to break the tension.
“I’ll make some coffee.” Trudy headed for the kitchen. While the coffee was brewing, she made a plate of sandwiches. When she brought everything out to the table with the coffee, the sandwiches were gone within minutes.
Jake and Cade settled down in front of the outside camera system and the others settled down in the living room area.
Trudy sat at the kitchen table with her sandwich and coffee and watched them all.
Parker came to sit down next to her. “So this is where you live?”
Trudy nodded. “This is one of the places I stay.”
“Why do you hide here?” he finally asked.
For as long as she’d know him this was the first time, he’d actually talked to her away from the company of his sister.
“I feel safe here. The world outside these walls can be an ugly place but no one can get to me here.”
Parker looked enraged for a flash of a second. “Did someone try to hurt you?”
Trudy shook her head. “They didn’t just try, they succeeded.”
“What happened?” he asked quietly.
She didn’t like to talk about it but she knew he needed to understand where she was coming from, so she told him the short version, “When I was fourteen, my dad threw me out of his house. I did something stupid and he thought I was to blame. My