Helen was rather not looking forward to the day when Erica had her baby. Henry would be faced with the choice of picking between his family as a father, or his family as a son. She hadn't told him about her grand plan to move the Sanctuary underground--literally. She hadn't told him that all of this was to rip the Sanctuary Network away from controlling governments. Helen had no idea how long it would take. It could take too long, or it could happen within a week. Things were time sensitive and she wasn't entirely sure who to trust with the information.
She had told Ezio, but there was hardly an impact he could make on their world.
Helen nodded and turned off the ignition. Opening the door, she stepped out into the grassy fields and looked around. Frost was still present on the ground and the winter chill still in the air.