As Anthony came up with a plan to take care of the pilot issue, Megan wad being kept tied down to a chair in the living room of the Roger's home. She still had the black sack over her head and had her hands cuffed. The guards had even spun her around before taking her too inside the Roger's property, out of fear that if she got out she would tell her superiors where exactly they were operating. The level of paranoia in the people occupying the premise was expected, but it still clouded their judgment. If Megan were to escape and tell her superiors about her ordeal, the Deplorables would just raid the property and find them, no matter what.
Megan listened to her surroundings and overheard footsteps coming towards her and the voice of a woman that said, "Lies, deceptions; like when we tell our kids that voting is important because every vote everywhere counts."
The footsteps stopped and the woman asked one of the guards, "Let's see who we're dealing with?"
The guard handed the woman an official ID card of the UST Military they had found on Megan, which the woman read, "Megan Rimmer, Cargo Pilot."
As the woman read from the ID card, Megan nodded her head, mumbled a bit, and then said, "Yes, that's me."
"We also found this in her pockets when we captured her," one of the guards said as he handed over a small object to the woman.
The woman observed the object, a long black flash drive, she turned it around in her hand as Megan replied "Hold, hold, hold on a second, you did not capture me, I gave myself up, I defected. I defected."
"More and more lies every day," the Woman said, eerie about Megan's true intentions.
Megan quickly replied in a nervous tone with a hint of frustration, "A lie? Do you think I would risk my life for a lie?"
"We don't have time for this. I have to speak to Secretary Rogers before it's too," Megan continued before being distracted when one of the guards removed the sack from her head, revealing to Megan who she was arguing too.
"Late," Megan continued, stunned when she realized she had been arguing with the one, the only, Wendy Rogers.
Megan was so clearly taken aback from the presence of the 70 year old blonde haired woman wearing one of her trademark pantsuits that she stumbled to put together a sentence, replying, "Oh...kay, no, yeah, you're...um, that's for you."
"I just want to add that I gave it to them, they did not find it," Megan added as she gave the guards a snarled look.
"I gave it to them. Joshua Alcroft, he told me to find you," Megan told Rogers as he stared her.
Rogers never moved her eyes away from Megan after she examined the flash drive. She watched as Megan first looked at her in awe and then when she tried to argue with the guards. The time had come to decide Megan's fate, would she live or would she die.
She though it over, without moving her eyes from Megan, and after a few seconds she replied with one word, "Barn"
"The b...b...barn?" Megan asked, confused about what that meant.
"What? Wait, Josh Alcroft sent me!" She cried out as the guards put the sack on her head again, untied her from her restraints, and pulled her up from the chair.
"He told me to find you!" She exclaimed as the guards took her away from the living room.
