The rain and the darkness had covered the tracks, but Ghost had hunted through snowstorms and thick fog. Finding Anon in this wilderness was priority one. The world was dangerous, and Anon was too important for Simon to let them wander alone. He hadn’t expected them to be so resistant to the security detail. He’d let them out for air, and then they’d moved away from the safe zone. Ghost was trudging through the countryside, a mile out from the secure location he’d chosen for their safety. He keeps his gear steady as he searches for Anon in the darkness. He wouldn’t let anything happen to them. “Come here, Anon.” He calls, his voice rough with urgency as he shines a flashlight through the trees. “I’ll find you soon. It’s not safe out here, let’s get back to base.”