Nairobi stood in front of a crude wooden sign and frowned.
The poorly painted sign read, "Deville Family Farm."
Nairobi scratched her head and thought to herself, "This is where Isatou said the safe house is, but…why? I mean, if they have safe houses in Portland and Seaside, why do they need one in the sticks?"
Nairobi thought about it for a few more moments before she shrugged her shoulders and walked past the fence.
"H-hey! Slow down for a second!" A weary voice hollered out.
Nairobi spun around and spotted Shota sprinting down the dirt road leading to the farm. After a few laborious seconds, Shota stopped in front of her and placed his hands on his knees.
"D-do you run to every assignment? At full speed?" Shota gasped while catching his breath.
Nairobi smiled and put her arms behind her back, "Nope, not every assignment. Just most of them. Maybe you need to run a little more and put the books down, Shota."
