(Daniel)
Today is the day. The day Rourke said he'd give me an answer.
I barely slept last night. Magnus's threat kept replaying in my head. One more chance. That's all I have left. If the rogues walk away, if they refuse to continue attacks, then my entire plan falls apart.
And Magnus will decide I'm a liability.
The walk to Rourke's camp takes three hours. Every step feels heavier than the last. The sun is setting by the time I arrive, casting long shadows through the trees.
The camp looks smaller somehow. The nine remaining rogues are gathered around a fire, their faces grim. They look up when I approach, and I see fear mixed with anger in their eyes.
"Right on time." Rourke says, standing. His tone is cold.
"I said I would come."
"We've made our decision."
My chest tightens. T
