Bab 116: Chapter 116: Remorse

It hadn't even been 24 hours yet, Lizzie reminded herself for the hundredth time that day. They were fine. They had to be fine.

She checked the satellite footage folder on the computer drive again, even though she knew it was too soon. It would be days before yesterday or today's film was beamed down and processed. She had to be patient.

At least her assignment to review the recordings gave her good cover to keep on top of their progress. If any sign of Alex or Deion showed up on the footage, she would be the first to see it. And she'd make sure that no one else ever would.

There was a knock at the door, and she quickly swiped to a different screen, just to be safe.

"Come in!" Lizzie called out.

The door creaked open, letting a sliver of the bright hallway light into the darkened screening room. She was surprised when the Draftsman poked his bearded face around the doorjamb.

"Have you got a few minutes?" he asked gently.