True Traitor (First Wave Book 7)
the color or the style.
    Leif nodded nervously before opening the back door of the SUV for her. True hopped into the vehicle, making sure that she didn’t touch him and stared straight ahead. Leif sighed and shook his head as he shut the door for her and glared at a grinning Tara.
    He walked around the vehicle and spoke to Tara through the Shengari’.
    “She’s probably going to set the damn forest on fire, with us in it.”
    Tara laughed.
    “I seriously doubt it. She’s not stupid. Leif, stop trying to be the son of legends and just be you,” she said as she climbed in the driver’s seat and started the vehicle.
    Leif snorted.
    Yeah, be myself , he thought. Myself has slow roasted genitals!
    He screamed in his head and stomped his feet before quickly composing himself. He straightened his suit jacket, threw his shoulders back and opened the back passenger door, prepared to get inside.
    Leif saw the saw ball of fire in True’s hand, slammed the door shut, and opened the front passenger door to look back at True and make sure the fire was gone from her hands before he got in and shut the door.
    True watched in fascination as Tara hit a button on the dashboard, and the rock wall shimmered for a moment before it disappeared. She was thrown back in the seat as Tara launched the vehicle out of the opening in the wall and began flying through the dark. True looked out the window and could barely see the path the vehicle was following. It wasn’t gravel or asphalt but more like a worn path in the natural vegetation.
    It made more sense to her when she saw them approach a gated area. The signs alluded to the place being owned by the US government, but they didn’t actually say it. True planned on getting a better look at it later. She was curious about the horde of Valendrans living in the heart of the damn mountains while no one was aware of their black ops.
    Hell, she thought, even Grai hadn’t known .
    These people were good, and she wanted to find out how good so she could find their weaknesses, but she’d do it later. Instead, she immediately tried to contact Grai through the Shengari’, but there was still silence in her mind.
    She was left with the last person she wanted to talk to in that moment.
    “Dare? Dare, I’m out right now. Is anyone else?” she asked, wondering if Decano had found a way out.
    She got an immediate, overly emotional response from the new mother.
    “Oh God! True? My baby sister . . .” Dare said before she broke down.
    True sighed in relief when Balduen’s voice popped in her head. “True? Where are you? We’ll be right there to get you,” he promised.
    True thought about what Tara had said and cursed to herself because the woman was right. She wasn’t leaving her people in there, and these two were her ticket back inside to get Grai and the others. First, she had to know if they had gotten out.
    “Baldy, has anyone else gotten out of there? Grai? Decano?” she asked.
    “No. True, did you see or hear anyone else? Where are you?” Balduen asked, his concern evident in his tone of voice.
    True looked out the window at the dark trees flying by her. “I saw Decano. It looked like he escaped, but I don’t know where he was. Baldy, the place is massive inside. You could fit all of Dillon in there—endless tunnel systems, doors, buildings, and ships. They have a lot of ships,” she said, trying to tell him as much as she did know, hoping it would help whatever they were doing or planning.
    Baldy cleared his throat.
    “True, where are you? Tell me where you are,” he demanded.
    True looked at Tara and Leif and knew she had to get back inside if her people were still in there. She had to try and get them out. She’d leave the rest of this war shit to the others and concentrate on getting Grai and her people out of there. True had no doubt that her people would have to destroy the mountain to get them out. If that happened, so many of their own could get hurt. Or killed.
    But if

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