Iyisha breathed in slowly as the road opened into a wide clearing, and then she saw it.
A towering fence stood in front of them, high and reinforced, and it stretched farther than she could see from her seat.
They had already passed two more checkpoints after the first one, and each one had been tighter, quieter, more controlled.
But this gate felt different.
This felt like entering a high security compound.
Five men in full military gear were already walking toward them before Malcolm even fully stopped. Waldo's car idled behind them, both engines rumbling in the open space.
Iyisha rolled her window down.
One of the men leaned in slightly to look inside, while two others moved around the vehicle to check the sides and the back. Another's eyes lifted and fixed on the mounted automated gun on top of the Land Cruiser.
"We're here for delivery," Iyisha said, and she pointed toward the back. "We've got one pregnant woman near delivery."
The man did not nod.
