MAREN“Your evacuation pass has already been used.”I looked at the scanner in the driver’s hand, then at the vehicle waiting behind him. “That’s not possible. I just came outside.”He checked the screen again. “Maren Ellis?”“Yes. My husband brought both our passes out a few minutes ago.”That had to be the problem. Grant probably handed them over together, and the driver scanned mine before I arrived.I adjusted the bag on my shoulder. “He’s already inside. Could you ask him?”The driver turned towards the open door.“Grant,” I called. “They think I’ve already boarded.”My husband appeared, but before he stepped down, I saw the woman sitting behind him.Celeste Mercer.Her daughter was tucked against her side, and Grant’s jacket lay across her knees. I stared at her. She was supposed to be miles away, staying with relatives. At least, that was what Grant told me when I asked why she kept calling.“What is she doing here?”Grant stepped onto the pavement. “Maren, come over here.”“Th
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