Bree
I texted Zeus about bringing the cooperating rogues to meet with me. Since they were all headed to the ally pack already, I would have to wait for them to arrive and get in and out before John knew. I didn’t want to have to tell him about the vision and my conversation with Rosalee.
My phone buzzed beside me as I watched Jaime twirl in a ballerina tutu.
“Look, Queen Bree! Look, Miss Andra! I’m a ballerina!” I smiled, grabbing my phone and reading the text from Zeus.
“I hate to have to leave, but it’s time to go get the bad guys.” Jaime ran, wrapping her arms around my legs.
“Be safe, ok? If you need me, I’ll be right here.” She stood, placing her hands on her hips with a serious expression. I smiled.
“I will keep that in mind, Jaime.” I gave her a quick hug, said my goodbye
