Elijah's POV
The plan seems to be going smoothly as far as I can tell. Everyone falls into place. Our troops are with the rebels in their places and we are in the car heading toward the cabin. We're driving up the path it's surrounded by woods in every direction. The closer we get the more I can smell her. Something is wrong with Smauel though. He keeps looking around anxiously. I have this feeling he's hiding something and anticipating something all at once.
"Samuel, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, We just need to get to Amara, I just have a terrible feeling that's all."
"If you know something, you need to tell us."
"We need to get to Amara, That's what I know."
His short answer just aggrevaites me and makes me nervous. I know he knows something and he's not telling us. We are about 300 y
