“Yes, Warrior Vendy didn’t ask me too many questions. If we leave now, we can avoid being seen by the changing of security.”
He grabbed their backpacks and tossed her one. “Let’s go then.”
As he walked past her, he could feel her eyes on him. He wasn’t sure now was the right time for them to talk; they really needed to get going. It would be far more sensible to put their emotions to the side for now so that they can concentrate on the mission. He stepped out of the apartment resolutely, knowing she’d be right behind him.
“Where’s the cart?”
“Vendy is leaving it for us at the edge of the tunnel. He’s going to make sure that the guards are distracted enough so that they don’t see us leaving. The cart won’t make much noise, but we’ll need to keep the lights off to avoid attracting attention.”
“What did you tell Warrior Vendy?”
“I just told him that we needed to leave immediately to check something out, but that I couldn’t give him any details.”
“He just let you take a cart without any explanation?” Corey asked, not quite believing it. If even Maggie asked him for a cart, he would have questioned her until he had the truth.
She frowned at him. “He trusts me. Maybe you should as well.” With that last statement, she stormed away, leaving him to watch after her.
He knew she was right—he should trust her; she had done nothing to make him doubt her. It was his own insecurities and jealousy that had him acting like an asshole. If there was a chance for them to have a future together, he needed to show his faith in her, and that she could count on him as well.
