The SUV hurtled down the highway, leaving the city's neon lights behind. Maya's skilled driving navigated the winding roads, finally stopping at a secluded farmhouse.
"Welcome to our safe house," Maya said, smiling wearily. "You're safe here."
Inside, the farmhouse was cozy, with rustic furniture and a crackling fireplace. Nova tended to Rachel's wounds, her expression soft.
"Ethan, you should rest," Nova said, nodding toward a nearby room. "We'll discuss our next move in the morning."
But I couldn't shake the feeling of unease. Who was behind the Agency's relentless pursuit? And what did they want from me?
As I drifted off to sleep, I heard hushed whispers outside my room. Rachel's voice, laced with urgency.
"We can't stay here long," Rachel said. "They'll find us."
Nova's response was firm. "We'll protect Ethan, no matter what."
The next morning, I found Maya in the kitchen, brewing coffee.
"Ethan, we need to talk," Maya said, her eyes serious. "About your parents' research... and the Eclipse Project."