Page 22 of Guardian

“Or the cameras on the SEPTA.”

“SEPTA?”

“The public transportation system here. The trains. We need to get out of here without being seen, without any of the cameras picking us up.”

“Okay.” She nodded, then she bit her lip.

“What?”

“When I’m invisible, what will it feel like?”

“How do you feel now?”

She shrugged. “Normal. Why?”

“Because you’re already invisible. As am I.”

Her breath hitched. She looked down at herself. “But I can still see myself. And you too.”

“There are different levels of cloaking. I made it so you can still see me, and I can still see you. But nobody else can.” Not even his fellow Stealth Guardians would be able to spot them now. And that was the whole point. He hated having to go against his own people’s rules, but sometimes a warrior had to refuse an order and follow his gut. Now was one of those times.

“Okay then,” Winter said, a brave expression on her face.

He had to admit he was surprised how much courage she showed. Another woman would most likely have turned hysterical by now. But Winter was strong. The council was wrong in thinking that she was unstable, that she wouldn’t be able to hold her own against the demons. Somehow, he had to convince them of it, so they would let her live.

“This way,” Logan instructed. “There are several lines that converge in the city center. From now on, we’ll need to be silent until we reach our destination.” He squeezed her hand. “Are you okay?”

“I will be.”