Andrew Kane (POV)

We went back into the meeting with some of my trusted men. Marcus' head was in his hand as he types away on the laptop before him.

Elder Rowan was resting on his cane, lost in thought as the lines on his forehead grew deeper. The eerie silence was loud enough to break through each person's thoughts.

Marcus set his laptop aside and everyone started talking at once. Starting a new plan from scratch because what we planned earlier has already been known by those idiots.

My ...