The next few days slipped by with the quiet regularity of habit. Lory rose before sunrise, laced her shoes, and jogged through the neighborhood while the world was still half-asleep. To anyone watching, she was nothing more than another health-conscious resident keeping her routine. But the truth is, her eyes scanned every inch of the area around her.
She meticulously catalogued the activities around her with practiced ease. Two young couples had recently moved into a nearby villa; they looked like professional workers. Unremarkable. Ordinary. Not worth further note.
But Lory immediately recognized them as Noxcra agents. Fredhardt had told her before that he would place two agents in her area to watch her.
When they accidentally exchanged looks, Lory offered a slight nod. It was subtle, clean, and noncommittal. They smile and give the same friendly nod.
