Chapter Thirteen
I paced back and forth across the wide wooden floorboards of Stone’s bedroom like a wild, caged animal while the incredibly important Church business meeting continued to drag on endlessly downstairs. The heavy, thick wooden door to the private meeting room had slammed shut with a loud, final thud almost a full hour ago, and ever since that moment, the overall atmosphere inside the compound had grown so thick and heavy with bad tension that it felt like it could completely choke a person.
Earlier in the afternoon, Riley had tried her absolute best to distract my racing mind down in the kitchen by asking me to help her chop up vegetables for dinner, but even she had seemed deeply uneasy and nervous about the whole situation. She kept glancing toward the hallway with a wor
