Skylar.

“Two hours,” Conrad said. “Doran’s been silent for two hours.”

“Yes, sir,” said Atlas.

Leah spoke before Conrad could go on. “We have to split up.”

He looked at her.

“You were about to say it.” She leaned against the car with her bad leg tucked behind her. “I’d like to skip the part where we both pretend I want to argue. Griffith is hours behind us, and he’s counting on us staying together. One car with five wolves is one target. Two groups are two.” ...