Just as the moon was nearing its highest point in the sky and Caleb was planning to round up his men, he heard the soft patter of footsteps behind him. He looked over his shoulder to see Grace standing there sleepily, her dark brown plaits ruffled from restless sleep.
"Grace, what are you doing up?" Caleb asked, standing up and bending down, scooping up his little sister. "It's the middle of the night."
"The building with the big black door," Grace murmured sleepily. Caleb looked at the little girl, his brow furrowing.
"What building?"
"That's where they are. Olive and Faye. In the building with the big black door." Caleb swung Grace around from his hip so that she was straddling him, looking her straight in the eyes.
"Gracie, how do you know-"
"I saw it in my dream," Grace explained. "They're crying. They're scared."
"Gracie, it was just a dream."
"It was real," Grace insisted, her big brown eyes widening with certainty. "I saw Daddy die, too."
Caleb's jaw clenched. "It's just because you miss him, Grace, but soon-"
"No, before it happened. I saw it. And I saw Olive and Faye. They were taken by the scary men."
"What scary men?"
"The Obedience."

Unable to come to terms with what he had just been told, let alone explain logical reasons to his sister, he convinced her that she was just tired and put her back to bed. But questions continued to whirl around his head. Was there really a big black door involved? Is that where the twins were being kept? Who were the Obedience? Caleb didn't let the questions delay him any further and set out to round up the hunters. He locked up Grace's information in the back of his mind and let his subconscious mull over whether to mention it to his men - to Rhys at the very least - and ask them whether or not to keep an eye out for this door.



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