Chapter 15 - The Maine Safehouse
Recognizing that Massachusetts was no longer safe, Mark decided to relocate Lily to a secure location up north.
He packed their belongings into his truck, driving four hours through the stormy night to Bar Harbor, Maine.
Deep in the pine forests sat a fortified timber cabin owned by Mark's brother, Marcus, a former Special Forces operator.
The cabin was equipped with bulletproof glass windows, solar power generators, and long-range perimeter motion sensors.
Lily walked into the warm cabin holding her favorite stuffed bear, her cheeks glowing pink in front of the crackling fireplace.
"Is the mean lady coming back, Daddy?" Lily asked softly, looking up at Mark with big, innocent blue eyes.
Mark kneeled down, wrapping his arms around her tightly as his navy blue jacket cushioned her warm embrace.
"No, Lily. Nobody is ever going to hurt you again," Mark promised, kissing her forehead with fierce paternal devotion.
Marcus walked into the living room holding two cups of hot chocolate, checking the thermal security cameras mounted outside.
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"Perimeter is clear, Mark," Marcus reported. "If anyone tries to come up this mountain, we'll see them five miles away."
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