Elijah
I don’t know where all the WIC minions came from. One minute it was just Sylvia, the next minute two vans pulled up and the place was swarming with guys in blue jumpsuits. It took them about forty-five minutes to dig through the van, meticulously unpacking and repacking all of our cameras, flashlights and equipment. Brendan was practically twitching as he watched them put it back. “That doesn’t go there. At least put things back where you found them!” he snapped more than once. The workers continued to dig like he wasn’t even there.
Of course, they weren’t going to find what they were looking for. Mayah had quietly tucked the thing inside her bra, so that it was safely nestled between her breasts. As thorough as they were being, I doubted that they’d go as far as body sea
