"What do you think about it?"
Steele’s voice is level but anyone can hear the silent plea in it. Steele knows his plan is far less than ideal, but the whole situation is more complicated than he originally thought. What has made it easier for one has made it a lot harder for the other.
Griffin sits in the very empty bedroom in Wolfgrove staring at the abandoned beds. He can barely even make out their outline in the low light, to call this morning would be a stretch, dawn isn’t even on the horizon, but he is wide awake and has been ever since the phone chimed. He knows that Steele tried, but it is not what he wanted exactly. Griffin knows that the main focus hasn’t shifted, it is the same for the others as it is for him, but he also knows if they miss this chance, there may never be anoth
