It was dark when they neared the access road to the facility. They had agreed that Greg would drop Max off just before the road, pretend to be changing a tire, and then take off. He would travel down the road for a while and then double back to pick Max and Miranda up at the appointed time.
When the jeep came to a stop, Max gave Greg a quick wave, opened the door, did a quick tuck and roll away from the jeep, ran quickly into the trees near the road and flattened herself against a tree. She heard Greg shut her door, open his own and fiddle around with the tire. A minute later, the jeep was gone. She turned to run for the fence when she felt a presence behind her.
In one fluid motion, she whipped herself around and took a defensive stance. Her eyes focused in the dark on the familiar figure in front of her.
"What are you doing here?"
