Chapter 44

I bolted back to the portal but was grabbed and surrounded by a phalanx of people in black tactical gear with mesh obscuring their faces and the Queen's logo stitched on their upper arms.

Fear clawed through me, chilling me to my core, but it was replaced in an instant by a hot, thick anger. What had they done?

I stuffed my fury down. Antagonizing these people wouldn't get my desired outcome. "Take me to your leader."

Marching in step like a well-trained army, they ushered me down a long corridor to a small room filled with video monitors that were trained on the room I'd been in. Viewed through the screen, the massacre was reduced to nothing more than another TV show.

The Queen and White Rabbit Man were deep in discussion, but she broke off abruptly when her soldiers stopped with a heel click.