A dark military SUV parked before a highly luxurious apartment a few miles downtown.
Alighting from it were Seth and his four friends. They were handed a key by the escorts before the SUV drove off, leaving them before the massive construct.
With all that had happened today, no one was really in the mood for chatting. Not even Brandon the chatterbox — his brows furrowed as he stared at a metallic silver watch on his wrist.
Looking across the remaining four, one would find the same glistening silver watch on their hands.
Seth unlocked the door, revealing the vast welcoming interior of the building. They stepped inside.
But at this moment, no one felt awe, no one felt excited, not even relief.
They could only keep replaying their last dialogue with the president about their mission in their heads as they searched for their rooms.
