Chapter Twenty-Six
“Can they get through the door?” Catlyn’s whisper broke the silence.
“If they can find it,” Raina murmured mere inches from of Nola’s face.
Nola gasped and stepped backward onto a foot.
“Watch it,” Beauford said.
“Sorry.” Nola stretched her hands out in front of her, moving away from the group.
“Well, if they can get through the door, don’t you think we should get out of”—Catlyn’s voice faded for a moment—“wherever it is we are?”
“It won’t be easy in the dark. But hey”—Nola could hear the smile in Raina’s voice—“who better to lead you through the dark than a creature of the night?”
“Comforting,” Nola whispered.
“Take my hand, and follow the leader.” Raina’s cold fingers closed around Nola’s wrist. She wanted to shout at Raina not to touch her, but she needed Rai
