#Chapter 166: Following The Trail

Since we didn’t know who we could fully trust, Caleb and I only told a few people that we were going on a trip to clear our heads. Even then, the only people who knew exactly what we are up to are Bethany and one of Caleb’s advisors, who was adamantly against it but knew he couldn’t stop Caleb once his mind was set. “For better or worse, I will return in two weeks,” Caleb told that advisor, leaving him more or less in charge. The advisor, who was I charge of the scouts, helped us secure fake IDs helped arrange a meeting with the last two scouts who had contact with Tristan before he went dark. “Tristan was close,” the advisor said. “He might have even found the leader on his own, before the end. At the very least, he was closer than anyone. If you want to find the rebel leader, you should follow in Tristan’s tracks.” Armed with fake IDs, rucksacks filled with spare common clothes and snacks, and a destination, Caleb and I went through a security checkpoint and took a bus out of