For a moment she is tempted just to pull the covers up over her head and shut the world out until she feels like facing it again. Then with a sigh she...throws the covers off her and swings her legs off the bed. Grabbing the curtains she pulls them open and looks outside. Another clear sunny day, she thinks and a smile curves her face. Reaching out for a hair band, she quickly ties her long dark brown hair up into a pony. Walking naked to the kitchen, she quickly starts the percolator. The aroma. ”She smiles. “I do. Terrigian has a weekly meeting he goes to around lunch. He’ll be gone for nearly two hours.”“And you’re sure of this?”“Positive,” she says assuredly. “I tried to follow him the first few times, but each time he made sure to lose me. After that I gave up and began timing his sessions.”“It must be a meeting with someone from the Black List then?” Spencer reasons.“Or the consortium,” she charges.He frowns at her. “Or both...”“So what will we do until then?” Angela puts the tip. Money wasn’t a problem. As for downtime, well, I did a world tour, yeah. Looking for something very specific.”All three men’s jaws dropped.“You found the portals?” Adam breathed.She nodded. “The ones I could. Number seven took the most time, and I still never found it.”“Physically? You actually went and saw each one in person, or did research instead?” Adam pressed.“I went to each one, yes.” She confirmed. “I had to be close enough to tell if they really were portals.”“Well, then how can you. Charlie led them through several small towns before they reached the interstate. The group gained a few riders in each town. By the time they started up the ramp to get on the highway, they had thirty riders behind them. As the group approached the state capital two hours later, Jordan looked back as the front of the line came out of a long curve. Steve saw her pointing excitedly, so he studied his mirror. He quickly did a double take. The line of bikers behind them appeared to be over a mile.