Whispers of a Warning

“Abby, can you spare a minute? I need to talk, ” I said as I closed the door behind me, my heart thumping a bit briskly than usual. I nearly collided with my sister Britney in the narrow corridor of the safehouse, and she shot me a upset regard.

“ Camilla, you’re spooking me, ” Britney replied vocally. “ What’s going on? ” Her voice was gentle, yet laced with concern.

I took a deep breath and pulled them both into the small, cluttered break room where ...