It was the day of the abductions. Kristy and Jenny were the acting communication hub between Colin and the ground. Colin was out there right now patrolling for any vans ready to abduct the wild Changed. They had three volunteers total that would help with the driving. The plan was for Higgins to drop the other drivers off at the locations Colin relayed to Jenny. Kristy would be lying if she said she wasn’t worried, but also a part of her felt a certain degree of excitement. She was a part of the plans instead of a victim to them. She knew the FBI wasn’t directly responsible for what happened to her and her family, they were closely tied enough for this to feel like she was striking back and taking the reins back for her life.

  “He just stopped the first bad men,” Jenny said, relaying Colin’s words with her eyes closed. “They’re at 3rd and Allen Street. He said it looks like an armored bank truck. He ripped off a stop sign and left it on the windshield. He’s tying that man up and is going to leave them on a roof so the drones can find them.”

  Kristy clicked her tongue. It wasn’t part of the plan to leave them tied up on a roof, but it made more logistical sense when she thought about it, compared to dropping them off at the border where they put their own lives in danger. She circled the location on the map in green and notated ‘armored bank truck, stop sign on windshield.’ with an arrow to the circle. The stop sign was a good idea. They had thought about loading Colin up with spray paint or some kind of marker, but his dragonfly form was the fastest and most covert travel method he had and he couldn’t conveniently carry anything with him.

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  “He found the next one and he’s waiting for them to capture the Changed before he takes them out. He’s near 8th and Allen and will make sure they don’t leave that spot. Another stop sign on the window.” Jenny said.

  Kristy went ahead and circled the map, trusting that Colin would do exactly what he said. She stared at her daughter and shook her head in wonder. Her little girl was making it possible to save their neighbors and she was treating it like it was fun. Kristy can feel it, Jenny at moments of fear, but it was far out matched by the excitement she gave off.

  If Kristy was in Jenny’s place at that age, she doubted she would be able to cope nearly as well. A mixture of motherly pride and guilt swirled inside of Kristy. She kept telling herself that this was all temporary and eventually Jenny could go back to a normal life, but as the days dragged on, it felt less and less likely.

  “They loaded the Changed up. He knocked the bad guys out and is tying them up. No changes to the location.” Jenny repeated.

  “Thank you Jenny,” Kristie said, then forced herself to look on the bright side instead of feeling guilty, “I’m so proud of you. I’m so proud of both of you.”