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Chapter Five

 

The dark-haired beauty dropped from the second story window to avoid the security cameras on her way out. Security was tight at the Will Lawson Academy. The garden lights kept the campus well-lit and gave a brilliant view of trespassers on the property. The girl knew she must work fast, time was of the essence. In three minutes, the campus guard would patrol the south side while she was free to exit the north. Great care was taken to stay out of sight while security watched the grounds.

The night was quiet and every step she took seemed to echo across the well-manicured lawns of the school. As the guard moved to the south side, the five-hundred-year-old brunette moved quickly across the grounds. A blue ribbon kept her hair up and out of her face. The dark blue leather body suit hugged her curves tightly and hid the delicate orange glow of her skin. No one could see it on the outside, but this girl was frightened on the inside. Hundreds of years of training with the best could not compare to the real task.

On her way out, she stopped to look once more at the sign just to be sure it was real. She smirked at the black letters on the marque spelling out, the Will Lawson Academy. Clever, very clever. She took her phone out and clicked a picture of the sign for proof. Later, when they found the girl, she could tell everyone how they hid her in plain sight, so to speak. Maybe all these years have made the Law overconfident.

She exited the grounds. As she walked, her spirits lifted. All the confusion and lost hope was erased. This was their first step in locating Regina after she was spotted two years ago. Water splashed the sidewalk as cars passed by her. Her cell phone vibrated, as she expected. She snatched it open excitedly.

“Your report?” he demnded.

“I found her,” she replied quickly.

“Where is she?”

“I’m about to find out. I’ll have a full report tomorrow night,” she said.

“I expect your call tomorrow night,” he finally replied.

“Yes sir, ten o’clock sharp,” she said, emphasizing the word sharp.

Lady Sarah Lordview quickly turned left down a deserted alley and disappeared into the night before anyone recognized her.