To say it was tense was an understatement. We were all in Milo’s forest room, and Darren flat out asked them if my mother, Evette, was a Waiting Lady. I could tell by the way their bodies tensed that she was. Right now, it was a quiet showdown.
“Don’t bother trying to lie.” Finn plucked a leaf from a tree and began to slowly shred it. “I am analyzing you and detecting your body language. For now this will do, but Darren has authorized me to use my elite skills if it becomes necessary.”
“Darren!” Milo gasped.
“The truth, now!” Darren’s hand trembled with rage. I wrapped my hand over his fist and gave him a small smile.
“Anger won’t help us think clearly.” He nodded his head at me but I could feel the menacing aura around him. I think, deep down, he was hoping it wasn’t true, and now it
