Some were obvious like the ones perched inside glass globes on the corners of buildings. While others were more covert—embedded in tree trunks, on the sides of parked trucks, or affixed to street signs. They hoped not all of them were being monitored in live time, because it was a difficult task to stroll around, trying to make themselves look like any of the other couples on the sidewalks out for an evening walk, while also scouting for somewhere to spend the night that would be secure enough for them to get a little sleep. They eventually settled on hunkering down underneath a set of bleachers in a small outdoor arena. The earth was hard and compacted underneath, but there was no trash in the spot they chose…and hopefully no spiders. Cheryl only took small comfort in thinking they were probably too far north now for scorpions to be an issue. They had much bigger things to worry about anyway… It was only after Aidan wrapped his arms around her to protect her from the wafts of cool air, she relaxed enough to breathe and think about Mark and the others they'd left outside Sedona.
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