Chapter 39
- “Annabel, they’re coming.”
- Zane’s words were sharp, cutting through the low hum of voices that had been building around me since the meeting. My heart stilled for a moment, then quickened, pounding hard in my chest. I met his gaze, the tension etched into his face telling me everything I needed to know.
- “How many?” I asked, my voice steady despite the dread curling in my stomach.