“How did it go?”
Elizabeth sat down at the dining table next to Sawyer. He had made sure there was food for the four people he considered his closest confidants when they were done with the class, and had ushered them to the dining room as soon as they came out of the room.
The question wasn’t addressed to any of them in particular – and it was apparent from the hint of excitement in his tone that he had been entirely responsible for the number of people who had shown up this time.
Francesca was the one to answer. Her naturally authoritative demeanour complimented the role she had taken on and she was still bolstered by the fact she had just been in charge of a group of people officially for the first time.
“Selene managed to convince a few of the more sceptical people that it’s worth
