On the main island of Desolate, within the cave of the rebel organization, Stone was once more called before the table of leaders. Everyone within was wearing a frown on their face disturbed by something, they didn’t even notice when he entered until he coughed.
“Riot hasn’t returned” the man at the head of the table announced eyes Stone intensely.
“What does that have to do with me?” Stone asked nonchalantly. From the onset when they decided to send out Riot he knew it was a bad idea. Isabella had told him she had no interest in drawing blood, they could have given way a little and asked what she was going to offer in exchange for what she was requesting but they hadn’t, instead, they sent Riot to kill her. If she changed her mind now, they would have asked for it after all they had no
