Owen and I stood together waiting for Maggie, Thorne, and Amy. Our eyes never left the tree line, and the path we had marked for Maggie was a dark seam between pines. If all had gone right, they would have come down that path. But the clock was ticking, and I had this horrible feeling that things hadn’t gone according to plan. The sun would be rising soon, and they should have been here by now.
“Something is wrong,” Owen muttered.
“Don’t say that…maybe they had to circle around,” I said.
“Even if they had circled around, Liora, they should have been here already. Something is wrong,” he said. I shook my head. This was our chance. I wasn’t about to just give up. “Liora, they aren’t coming,”
“Shut up,” I snapped as I kept my gaze straight ahead. I silently willed them to appear, but t
