I hang up the phone and sink into the office chair behind Ms. Harmon's desk. My team is around me, looking anxious, waiting for a summary of the call. I run my hands through my already messy hair and let myself take my first real breath since she's been taken.
Kara, my second in command, speaks first, "So? What did she say?"
"She's fine for now. They don't have her locked up, she can walk around freely, but they're leaving before Christmas. They're heading to the Northern pack. Now we have confirmation she's here and a timeline to work with. Once she's in the North, it will be significantly harder to get her back."
Brent speaks up next, putting a hand on my shoulder for comfort, "How did she sound? Do you really think she's okay for now?"
"It's hard to tell from such a short call and
