Chapter 57
Arian moved the woman who had collapsed in the basement to the surface.
She appeared to be in her thirties, an African-American woman.
Aiden observed her for a moment.
“...What do you think?”
“It doesn’t seem like a fanatic. Their appearance is distinctive.”
The fanatics who believed in EL always drew their emblem, a crossed line, somewhere visible on their clothes or skin.
But this woman had no such markings.
She seemed to be either a member of the gang that operated this camp or a wandering traveler who had stopped by.
“Besides that, how’s her condition?”
“She shows symptoms of dehydration. Looks like she was trapped in the basement for several days. Should I fetch water from the car?”
“I’ll get it!”
Upon Aiden’s words, Sadie quickly retrieved a bottle of water from the minivan. She even brought a black helmet without being asked.