I wondered if the commander was the same as the rest of us, and exactly who all would be joining us. If two from each faction came and a few guards for her protection, then we were looking at at least sixteen people, maybe more.
I eyed the clock. The hands seemed to tick away my bereave before the mysterious meeting.
If I couldn’t do anything until then, I guess the least I could do was take a nap. Because after the meeting, I might not be able to fall asleep.
About the Author
Erica Andrews is a born and bred southern girl who now lives in northern Ohio with her high school sweetheart and four children. You can usually find her reading or binge watching TV when she’s not trying to do the million things around her house.
Also by Erica Andrews
Road to Me
Road to Them
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Writing as E.E. Andrews with Ellabee Andrews
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