Xavi was next; he’d followed Alice to the unemployment train, but then Homeland Security patrol cars chased him away. He ditched the car and navigated to the hills overlooking the hidden city and settled down to watch and wait. With no supplies, thirst came on strong under the baking sun. As he considered his options, a silver aerostat dropped from the sky, and Four told him what had happened and where they were. After that, it was a chase scene as he stole a cop car, jacked two others, and journeyed across the country to end up here. They were in the Oak House Hotel, part of the president’s private mountaintop retreat. Four had gotten them a seat at the high table.