The steady dim luminescence of the cavern was being equaled by the pre-sunrise haze ricocheting through the front cut-back entrance. I had really fallen into a light asleep. I was also now really looking at a geared-up 'Rachel's sister'. She was frozen in mid-reach for Aya and me, her eyes casting around my surroundings.
Oh, I had my Glock in my hand, pointed at her. Everyone had a weapon out and pointed at the sss except Charlotte, who seemed surprised by the crisis, and Aya, who was just rousing from her slumber.
"Good morning, Genève," Aya yawned. "Is it reveille already?"
"Yes," Genève (aka Rachel's younger sister) answered carefully.
"Can anyone tell me why I'm pointing my pistol at this woman, where the hell I am, and when this howling tornado is going to pass by?" Virginia groan
