Page 32 of Unmasked Prophecy
They all nod.
Talon isn’t coming with me, which is probably a good thing. It is still nerve-wracking, though. Regardless of everything, I trust him with my life.
“You sure you can do this, girl?” Knox throws in my direction.
I look up. “What other choice do I have?”
He narrows his eyes, but gives me a sharp nod.
That’s it then.
We’re doing it.
THE RIDE TO TOWN ISquiet, tension hanging thick in the air as Knox drives the truck, Mera in the front seat with him—she insisted on coming along, refusing to leave my side. I know why, but I didn’t tell anyone that fact. I appreciate her wanting to make sure I’m okay, and I feel a little better knowing she is here.
I watch the road pass by, my heart a wild, chaotic mess in my chest. I don’t know if I’m ready for this, but I know I don’t have another choice. I have to do this, because if I don’t get Lily out soon, I don’t even want to think about what they’ll do to her. I’m doing this for her, and my strength washes through at the very thought.
"You okay back there?" Mera asks, glancing over her shoulder.
I nod, even though I’m not sure I am. "Yeah, I’m getting through.”
Knox’s eyes flick to the mirror, catching mine. “You go in, you do what you have to do, then you leave. Simple.”
Simple.
If only.
“Don’t mind him,” Mera murmurs, shooting Knox a glare. “You do whatever feels right.”
Knox growls, low. “Don’t fuck with the plan, Mera.”
She crosses her arms. “Don’t boss me around, buddy. I don’t belong to you.”
“Thank fuck for that.”
I can’t help it, I crack a smile.
God love these two. They know how to lighten the mood, even without realizing it.
It’s close to noon, and we sit waiting in the truck, the parking lot quite empty. I know she’ll be here soon, and I chew on my bottom lip as I wait. It doesn’t take long before the old white van pulls into the parking lot. It’s parked away from the other cars, all the way to the back, where the dust has settled thick on everything. I can see her silhouette through the windshield, and my heart kicks up a notch.
She’s alone.
I breathe a sigh of relief.
I don’t know how much time I have to convince her, but I know it won’t be long.
She gets out of the van, moving slowly, her eyes scanning the area as if she’s already suspicious of being watched.
“That’s her,” I whisper to Mera and Knox.
“Then go,” Knox grunts.
Yesboss.
I get out of the truck, glancing around once more to make sure I’m alone, before rushing over. Miriam turns quickly at the sound of my footsteps and her eyes widen as she reels back. Shewasn’t expecting me, which I have to hope is a good sign. That means they aren’t aware of what we might do.
For a moment, we have the upper hand.
