B2 here. Basroil squad and Nightcrawler have stopped at a Starbucks. We're in civvie clothes right now, so we're incognito.
Well, except for the fact that everyone's packing a concealed 9mm.
Yes, for the record, we change in the cars. In shifts.
It's not fun.
Anyways, no sign of Twiggy since last night. Everyone's giving us odd looks because we've got someone watching every possible direction and entrance to the shop. We intend to move out after I'm done with the blogging, but, we've got our destination, and we're heading that way.
So, while I have the opportunity to say it: We are not to make any attempt to contact any of you until the Solstice. We're going to ground until then. After that, we'll head for (insert location here, not allowed to actually say because there's a big chance we're being watched by the Feds).
No idea what he means by the Solstice, but he says there's something in the works. His call, not mine.
So, for one solid month, we are to not make any contact with irregulars(you guys), Specter, and if we can avoid it, the Indoctrinated, Agents, and Special Agent Twig.
See you all later.