“Will Roger be joining us in the void house? He’s such a nice cat; he could play with all the kittens!” Sleek said as she darted back and forth in the back of the van.

“Yes, I want to keep him safe, and that seems like the best place for him right now. I’m sure he will enjoy it,” Harold replied. They had been driving for the last day, stopping a few times to switch vehicles and once for Harold to take a nap.

“How come you wanted us to keep your house secret from Cal?” Sleek asked.

“This is war, Sleek, and it’s going to get dirtier before we finish it. Right now, the Agency isn’t aware of my starting safe house, and other than the single gateway we’ve placed there, I intend no action to be taken from it to continue to protect my starting point of the loop. That also means that if anyone else was captured, it’s entirely possible the location could be pulled from their brain, even from something as simple as torture, but if they don’t know the information, it can’t be shared,” Harold explained, as he pulled the van into a driveway and opened the garage, parking inside.

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“Oh, that makes sense; I think I need to learn a lot more about spies; is that what you are?” Sleek asked.

“I was for a very long time, and I’ve done something I truly regret. Hopefully, it’s time I put my skills to use for a better cause. Alright, let’s get to the basement and form a new gateway. We’ve got some raids to plan,” Harold said, trying not to dwell on the many unpleasant memories from his past.