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Calum’s POV We followed the group that had Alora captive. I watched her use sign language with the one guy that didn’t have a weapon. They seemed to be friends or at least friendly. He would need to be a person I got information from and soon. We followed this group for several hours until that guy, Trevon, called for a stop. Everyone sat down to rest and drink some water. I watched as Travon seemed to take care of Alora. I really didn’t like the way he talked to her or treated her, but at least he gave her the necessities. Once everyone was ready to go we all got back up to our feet and started walking again. The guy that talked with Alora signaled something to her again and she signaled something back. I found myself wondering why he hadn’t tried to help her escape yet. Wha