Safeguard Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

Still, Barren didn’t flinch. “Call them off,” he said, tipping his head as if they were trading etiquette. “Or your mess of a past becomes her present.” Amara swallowed air that didn’t seem to exist. She shifted Elara behind her and crawled on her knees to the closet wall. The safehouse panel sat flush with the trim, matte and unassuming. She pressed her fingertip to the hidden sensor. The screen bloomed awake, soundless. SAFE CHANNEL 1: INTERNAL. SAFE CHANNEL 2: EXTERNAL.

The Saf‌e​ House was‍ not a h‌ouse. ⁠It was a bunker burie⁠d thirt‌y feet beneath an‍ unassuming farmhous⁠e in the coun‍tryside‌.​ Co‍ncrete walls. Steel reinfo‌rced doors. A⁠ir filtration systems. It was designed to surv‍ive a nuclear winter. ‌I punched the code into​ the keyp‍ad. 12-25-8‌9‍.

“So, we're doing it?” “We're doing it.” Marcus opened up the blueprints of the apartment building. “The safe is in the bedroom; it's concealed behind a painting. It is a wall safe and the code is her mother's birthday. Daniel has also verified this.” “Daniel seems to be helping out a lot,” I commented. “Daniel wants Sophia out as much as we do, but that doesn't mean he is our friend, just that he is useful.” Adrian’s voice was hard as steel. Marcus continued to explain the plan. “I will post two of my people as lookouts outside while you, Adrian, go inside with Ms. Cole.”

Nobody warned us that the truly terrifying part came after saving reality. Taking the baby home. “She’s so small.” Silas stood frozen in the apartment doorway holding Hope like she was an active bomb. The creator immediately nodded. “Exactly my concern.” The guardian had somehow installed seventeen separate safety systems in the apartment overnight. “MAXIMUM SECURITY.” The Devourer stared around the living room in disbelief. “There are more baby-proof locks than actual cabinets.” The guardian looked proud. “CORRECT.”

The woman stepped into the nearest circle carved into the floor. “Sanctuary territory restricts open violence, not coercion. It prevents bloodshed, not manipulation. It may stop a knife, but it will not stop a bargain, a feeding invitation, a compulsion disguised as courtship, or a debt offered with pretty manners. Waycross has sanctuary zones. Do not mistake them for safe places.” Amelia wrote that down. Do not mistake sanctuary for safety. The sentence felt useful. So did its opposite. Do not mistake danger for honesty. She added that too, though she was not sure whether the thought belonged to Kai, Draven, or Waycross itself.

So Naraja clapped his hands together and decided to… Naraja: “Alright-y, Everyone! We got a vast sea of sandland and an oddly huge knot all the way at the other end that leads to the next passageway that could lead us to the “Red Book Of Memories”, hopefully it does, but for our sakes everyone should stay on guard from here on out.” Minch: “What do you mean by ‘hopefully’, Naraja. Are you sure of yourself or not?”

He was aware that there were numerous supplies to be had, most importantly each had a well-hidden safe full of cash should anyone require funds. He entered the unassuming brownstone apartment and headed straight into the kitchen. Pulling out the refrigerator, he accessed the safe behind it, typing in the ten-digit code that was this week's combination. Someone came around once a week and changed the codes in all the properties. Every pack member was privy to the combination. There was no telling when any of them would require a safe haven and funds to live off. It wasn't that Rafe was particularly paranoid, though they had all heard the tales of Richard Graves and how he had once attacked th

He was crying so hard. Grandpa talked in Italian to Leo as they both ran to the living room then took out a couple of guns hidden from under a secret compartment under the coffee table. What the fuck! They had been there all this time? "Cara, I need you to go to our room and get Mamma and your grandma. There's a safe room inside our walk-in closet hidden behind my suits, punch in the code 3725 can you remember that? Amber babe, please I need you to go now! I'll knock four times when it's safe and come get all of you. But I need you to check on the CCTV camera from the room before you open the door for me. Code 3725. Please Cara, go now. I love you." He didn't give me the chance to reply. I h

I spoke up then. "You're right, we got lucky. This could have gone so much worse and you know what? If it had, we would have handled it. All of us. We would have taken care of each other and made it through. There is no way to prevent this. There is nothing we can do to stop bad things from happening, that's just life. Life is a bully sometimes but you have us now and always. Your friends and family. People who love you no matter what. We are how you can feel safe. Knowing that no matter what comes our way, we can deal with it, together. Look up. Look at them. They are our safety. They are our peace" I said and Layla looked up and saw everyone.

So I stayed on the small bench just staring at the decorated wooden door across from me. I looked up when two guards dressed in green fatigues marched past, their eyes straight ahead and shoulders back, with a small boy following behind them. He must have been 7 or 8. He was so young but there was a faint aura coming off of him. His black hair and rich dark eyes gave him away. He only looked my way for a second and I gave a small smile. It wasn't returned.