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They opted to hide in plain sight, after a fashion. An old friend of Will's father had a hunting lodge up in the mountains of Georgia, and it would be vacant until deer season began in late October. And by that time, hurricane season in the Atlantic would be petering out and Will would be strong enough to sail a small vessel and get them across the pond.
It was the perfect hideout. The cabin was nestled in a valley well away from what few prying eyes there were in town. They could fish and catch small game, or rather Will could. And since the area saw plenty of seasoned hunters and backpackers, it wasn't difficult to stock a pantry for a several weeks or go unnoticed, as strange faces passing in and out of the area was quite common. It was a prime place to hide, it seemed, if more than a bit rustic for Hannibal's taste. But at least there was electricity and running water.
Though it quickly became apparent that the storms they had to fear were not all out at sea.