Benny’s POV
I can feel myself trembling as I grip the wheel a little tighter, driving back through the empty streets at a much slower pace than I did going out.
I can hear Tanner sniffling in the back, neither Liberty nor Austin have said a word, and neither has Eralia.
I wriggle my fingers as they start to cramp from the tension, glancing down to find blood smeared across my knuckles that are busted open from the fight.
I glance at the clock in the dashboard, four fifteen am, has it really only been just over an hour since Eralia’s call woke me up? My body is tense, and I can’t stop looking around, checking behind us and to either side for unexpected danger.
‘Banjo! Three hostiles located oh four five degrees’
I snap my gaze in the mentioned direction, peering through the jungle fol
