Chapter Eighteen
SarahThey waited.
And waited.
Twenty years later, something finally happened.
Just kidding. It was four days. Everyone had a job, and Vekele orchestrated it all. She could see why he had been a military officer before losing part of his sight. Command suited him. He listened to the crew and considered their input before issuing orders. He lacked the sparkling charisma of his brother, but, honestly, Baris had been a bit much. The king had commanded the attention of the entire banquet hall that first night at the palace with a booming voice and an easy laugh.
Vekele, in comparison, was quiet and intense, far more her speed.
Sarah’s job, while they waited, was to train with Ghost. By train, they played fetch. Sometimes Ghost retrieved a ball with his mouth. Sometimes he
