It had been thirty minutes since Raven sat alone in the study, editing the clips and pictures he had taken with Azzmi outside. He had transferred everything to the computer for easier navigation.

As he worked on the next clip, his phone buzzed, and without needing to check, he knew it was from Zerra. She had sent him several texts to apologize, but he hadn’t replied. He also hadn’t told her where he was; he knew she would eventually find him on her own.

He wasn’t mad at her, just ...