CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
MINA WAITED IN THE lobby of Whitaker, Whitaker and Lee, rocking up onto her toes and back down again, rubbing her stomach as if that would get rid of the knot. Before leaving the Sanctuary that morning, she and Bee had fought again; Bee repeating her usual mantra that the conclave was Mina's family now, and Mina replying with her usual retort that her family was still her family.
She was here to meet Dale and Mr. Whitaker about some new issue with their mother's estate. Mr. Whitaker hadn't said much when he called, only that he needed to speak to them. Mina looked at her phone. Dale hadn't responded to her text, and he was now 15 minutes late.
A cough drew her head up. Mr. Whitaker. The sudden movement made her dizzy, and her ears buzzed. She needed to feed, and soon.
