Avery’s POV
Apparently, morning has come too early.
The city seems to be alive outside the sab house, but inside it is totally quiet. Surreal.
Under twelve hours to go before we make our move.
The talk was reserved as we gathered around the table, and the blueprint of the airstrip still sprawled from yesterday night. Raven was already typing at her end, her fingertips moving rapidly over the keypad. Noah sat next to her, his arms crossed, his face a deep frowning hiss. Dominic leaned against the wall, taking gulps at his black coffee as though that were all keeping him standing.
I could feel that tension hung in the air. The weight of the actions to be taken loomed over us.
Noah broke the silence. “We need to go over everything one last time.”
Dominic nodded, setting his mug down. “
