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"Mary, we're leaving. Now." Beatrice's look and tone left no room for debate.
"We're not letting Adriel and Vincent get away," Mary objected as she evaded a blow from one of the possessed civilians in the square.
"They already got away and there is no way we can fight through this many possessed people. We have to come up with a new plan," Beatrice said as she practically dragged Mary back.
Mary eventually relented and followed Beatrice and Ava out, as Lilith and Camila covered their retreat. They eventually made it out into the street, the possessed thankfully not interested in pursuing them.
"What do we do now?" Ava asked, looking around.
"First order of business is getting out of the city before someone apprehends us, but we can't risk using our own van, so we'll need to appropriate one," Beatrice answered.
After a few tense minutes, the women had located a suitable van. As Camila went to work to open the door, the other four grouped around her to shield her from prying eyes.
"Isn't it a sin to steal a vehicle?" Ava asked quietly.
"Sometimes something that is normally a sin is permissible if it serves a higher purpose," Beatrice answered.
Ava's face lit up. "Oh, like in the Sound of Music, when the nuns steal the car parts to stop the Nazis!"
Lilith looked affronted, but before she could comment on it, Camila had managed to open the door and the group quickly piled into the car.
"Where are we going, other than out of the city?" Mary asked, taking the wheel.
"We need to lay low for a while, at least until we know if we're wanted or not. But we can't use any of the OCS safe houses for obvious reasons," Beatrice answered.
"I uh, may have a place," Camila answered, a little embarrassed. "Just after we got here, I rented a cabin so we'd have a place to go if things went really badly. I made sure it couldn't be traced to me or the OCS. It's pretty isolated, no nearby neighbors, about 200 kilometers north of Rome."
"You don't seem happy about it," Ava observed.
"I felt bad getting it, like I should have more faith in the mission. I still do really."
"Don't; it's always good to have a contingency plan. You did well Camila," Beatrice praised the younger nun.
"And in this case it's a good thing you didn't tell, otherwise Vincent would have known about it." The way Mary bit out his name left little to the imagination as to how she felt about the man. "So, we're heading north?"
"No. Head south first, then we'll swap vehicles after a while. Keeping this one is too risky; we acquired it right outside the Vatican, so if they are looking for us, they may be looking for it. Also, turn your phones off; they can be traced," Beatrice instructed.
"You are awfully good at this. Do they teach getaway techniques at the OCS?" Ava asked with smirk.
"We are taught to be prepared for a lot of things, but this was not exactly on the curriculum. I'm mostly improvising here," Beatrice admitted as everyone settled in for the drive.