ALEX POV
Max suddenly looked up, his eyes wide with alarm. "I’ve got something. There’s footage of a black van leaving the area about an hour ago. It’s headed north."
“North?” I asked, my heart pounding. “Towards where?”
"There's a network of old tunnels about 20 miles north of here," Mateo said. "It’s a known hideout for rogues and dark warlocks."
My father nodded. "Then that's where we’re going. Everyone, load up. We move out in five."
As we prepared to leave, my phone buzzed again. It was Mr. Greenie. “Alex, I’m at the airport. Alpha Damiano has arranged everything. I’ll be in the air in thirty minutes.”
“Good,” I replied, relief mixing with the tension. “We’re heading to a new location. I’ll keep you updated.”
We sped north, the convoy moving swiftly through the night. The fores
