Chapter 45 A Traitor

• Evan's call came barely two seconds after I fled the kitchen. I had been about to call him myself as soon as the Delta had broken the news, so before the ringer even went off, I had already picked up.
• "Evan! Are you okay? Is anyone hurt? Oh, my God, I heard about Osborn. Please be careful--"
• "Claudia." His voice was gravel-rough, strained. "Go to your room and make sure your windows and door are locked. Don't let anyone in unless it's Peelle. He's coming to pick you up."