Erica's POV
My hands tremble as I hold the piece of paper in my hands. I am too afraid to read what it says. This could be all of the information that we need to present to elder councils.
"What does it say?" Ace says as he makes his way back into the office.
"I don't know," I tell him.
"Can you not read it?" Ace looks at me in confusion.
"I can," I swallow the lump that has formed in the back of my throat. "I am scared. What if it doesn't tell us what we need to know?"
Ace places his hand on my shoulder and I take a deep breath. "We won't know until you read it," Ace chuckles but I can hear the nervousness behind his laugh.
I look down at the paper and run my fingers over the golden print. It begins to glow brightly again in my hands. The lump forms in the back
