26

"Tess, where did you run off to?" He asks, his voice very demanding.

Is he scolding me?

"We need to meet up."

"Obviously, do you have a place in mind?"

"Yes," I say, hoping he won't be suspicious.

"Well?"

"Craders Cross."

"The ruined build Craders?"

My patience is running out. "Unless you know of another-"

"Okay, fine. What time?"

"Six p.m.. No sooner, no later. Got it?"

"I do."

"And one more thing," I decide to add in case they are idiots. "Come alone, Kyle."

I'm sure he could sense the threat in my voice. Let's just hope he doesn't chicken out. I pack my riffle in my waistband and the knife in my shoe behind my ankle. I also wear my highly electrifying bracelet in case he is two steps ahead of me. I pack the powder, bullets, rope and basically every other thing I'll need into the boot of my car.

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Kyle's POV