*Selene*
The rest of the ride was quiet. Jason worked on some papers, and I spent most of the ride thinking. It was so hard for me to close my eyes and not think about my father. I had so many questions.
“We are here,” Jason said, distracting me.
I look outside the window. We were in front of a vast concrete wall.
“The hunter’s base,” I muttered.
“Where did that come from?” Jason asked as he got down. Offering a hand, I take it and get down from the carriage.
“That’s what they call it,” I said, chuckling, “or the hunter’s death nest.”
“Ok, that doesn’t make sense,” Jason said.
“Yes, I know,” I shook my head.
“Please follow me. I will show you around and brief you,” Jason said as several hunters looked my way.
I was expecting their glances to be awful scowls, angry and hateful loo
