Collectively we kept a strong face, stopping the rumors. I was already armed with a new dagger, and so was Blayse. Willing to kill to remain dominant. We'd lost enough. Desperation wasn't far behind, and if that happens, the inmates better be scared of us.

"If he does return, he will be coming from this direction," Blayse explained, pointing to the southeast.

"Any word of Wren?" Tomorrow asked, curious about things since being out the loop.

"Too soon, that's not what ...