Chapter 315

KAWA WATCHED THE CLOCK tick toward the morning hours.

He could hear the others talking softly. They didn't want him to know they were awake.

What were they talking about? Were they taking a vote?

Kawa knew he'd lost the team's confidence, and he couldn't blame them. At every turn something had gone wrong.

Were they doomed from the beginning? Was this some cosmic sign their bid for independence was doomed to fail?

All he wanted was a safe place for his people, what little family he had left. That wasn't too much to ask. It was what other countries had, so why not them?

The satellite phone buzzed. He'd turned the ringer off because he knew he wouldn't sleep until this call happened.

He got up and swung the door shut before answering.

"Hello?" he said.

"Kawa, this is not good news."

"President Farage, I am sorry." He bowed his head even though the other man could not see him.