"We will attack in the morning," Finn said, slamming his fist on the table. He was beyond frustrated with his men, his army, and his advisors. No one had found Hope, she had disappeared. He had sent out search parties, Everly had gone to her grandmother's house and back to the manor where Sarah, Tommy, and Ryan were and still they could find no trace of her. The bloody coat that Everly brought back from her trip through town was bunched under Finn's pillow. Wherever she went, she was no longer in his grasp. He didn't understand where she could possibly have gone.
"Who are we attacking?" Cyrus asked, the voice of reason in the room.
"I don't know and I don't care, whoever has her!" Finn yelled, his face red with anger.
"We don't know who has her. We need to send out spies first to infilt
