Twenty-Five
Under the hard gazes of the Harlington security guards and a small contingent of wardens, Justice drove the stolen truck toward the town gates.
She held her breath, sure the truck would be searched. They’d find Hanson and the construction crew hiding amongst the Ward supplies in the back and be arrested for sure. If not by the wardens, then by the council’s guards.
But no outcry came.
After checking her and Hannah’s wrists to make sure they were not half-breeds, the guards waved them through.
Justice wasn’t sure if she was pleased or disappointed. Jackson was in Harlington, and it went against every instinct for her to drive away. If the guards had stopped them, the decision would have been taken out of her hands.
Now, she had to restrain the urge to fling open the door a
