Della's POV
"Why are you here? How are you here?" Krendell frustratedly asked his daughters, who seemed to be in a panic and total confusion.
Looking back and forth between me and her father, the older girl Cara finally took deep breaths and calmed herself before she sighed. "We got an official letter from the Deadtails ten minutes ago."
Deadtails... the organization led by Mr. K., an influential organization that developed the serum that helped most of the people here in Wakeland.
"Letter? What letter?" Krendell was busy interrogating her daughters, and I gave Mr. K occasional glances as I watched and listened to him and his daughter's conversation.
"It says…" Cara and her sister looked at each other. After pulling some courage, as I assumed, she continued, "It says that anyone not present at the start of the party will have their entire family removed from the list of medical recipients."
What? That's smart. Well, smart and… cruel.