~Adela~

“Did you call? Are they on their way? Good, you know what to do.” I hang up and start the car. The plan has been put into motion, and now I just have to do my part. Aida and I are on our way to our dear sister’s apartment. We have to go a back way to make sure we don’t run across the twins on their way back to the pack. 

“Do you think this is a good idea?” I swear this is the 100th time that Aida has asked me this question. I get it; we usually just stay away ...