The few minutes I have to wait for him feels like hours. When I see him come around the corner, I glare at him. He already knows what he has to do. As he begins plugging in a device to the detector, I grab his shoulder.
“You didn’t know that you’d need to manage the cameras and fingerprint monitors before the alarms went off?” He frowns.
“I had to keep the cameras off and turn off the electricity to make sure they didn’t get caught. I had a plan, it’s just that I didn’t know if having one section of the gate off for ten seconds would actually matter.” I roll my eyes.
“Listen. You copy a time her fingerprint was on and place it as she came home about fifteen minutes ago. Then delete any footage from the last couple of hours.” Ty nods. I tap my foot and pray that nobody comes while does the work for me. No one has come to the dorms in my hall yet, but they could be here any second. The first step was most likely to empty the training center and other large spaces where a majority of people are at this time.
“Done.” He looks at me. “Are we good here?”
“No, but we’ll talk about that tomorrow morning.” He sighs.
“Okay, but—”
“No buts. Get out.”
“Who is in the most trouble?” He asks sheepishly.
“Certainly not you and Evita. You are a close second, though.”
“Evita didn’t do anything. Clara had to wake her up to go to Milo.” He scrambles to form the words. She’s just eleven. I’m sure she’s completely innocent. Old enough to understand the laws, young enough to fear breaking them. I gesture to the direction he came from. He looks at the ground and walks back down the hallway. Just as he starts rounding the corner, a guard stops him. I try to listen as they speak. The guard seems upset, but all he does is have Ty give him a fingerprint. He doesn’t question why he was so far from his quarters, he only shoos him away.
As more and more people get to the front door to their rooms, I realize I’m the only person who does not have their trainee with them. It doesn’t take long for him to get to our door. His eyebrows raise, and my heart starts pounding.
“Where’s Yve?” I hate the fact that he knows her by name. I should have suspected that he would be suspicious about her not being here.
“She’s asleep,” I say slowly. “Is it alright if you just scan the fingerprint detector?”
“Did the alarm not wake her?”
“It woke her up, but she went right back to sleep. Leave her be just this once.
“Are you sure she wasn’t out partying with friends?” I grit my teeth.
“You just saw her friend, she would have been with him if she were out with friends.” He huffs and plugs a wire into the spot Ty did. As he looks at the history, he seems annoyed. If I didn’t know better, I would guess that this guard gets enjoyment out of her getting in trouble. In reality, it’s just because he’s just as exhausted as everyone else.
“Have a nice night.” He grumbles. “Make sure your dog doesn’t get out.” I ball my fist. I know there’s nothing I can say to him right now without giving him reason to come in and check to see if she’s really in bed. Instead of saying anything, I turn and go back into our quarters. I lean against the door and sigh. I have to think of how she’ll be able to get back indoors without being spotted. The fact we’re on the first floor isn’t a problem. The cameras will be monitored more heavily for the next month, maybe longer. There’s no chance she’ll be able to waltz in the front door.
I go back into her room and look around. She keeps all her windows covered with curtains. I have to look at each one and decide which the best would be able for her to get into. I turn on the light and settle on the one that sits in her bathroom. Small enough to slide into and not too noticeable. I open it a crack and carefully remove the screen. It will be unnoticeable since many windows have their screens missing anyway. I suspect after tonight, they’ll install bars in the windows to prevent anyone from leaving or entering through them.
I close the door, and walk over to her bed and sit there. I will stay until she opens the door and speak with her then. That is if she isn’t exhausted. It wouldn’t be the time to talk to her if she was half asleep. All she would do is lock herself in the bathroom. Maybe I should be harder on her. They might be right. I have too big of a soft spot for her.
While I wait I decide to look through the school notebooks, she’s left on her bed. There might be a clue as to why she left. To the best of my knowledge, it's just a 'fun' trip to the city. But it could be more than that.
As I flip through them, I see how neat all the writing is. All the grades she’s gotten on every assignment. Math, science, history, the three language classes she’s in. All are A’s and B’s. Nothing of interest to me, however.
Then, I notice that there’s another notebook on the other nightstand that I reach over to open up.
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