Chapter Twenty-SevenPatrick joined the group just as Stephen was raising his hand for silence. He sensed Hedrek enter the room behind him, but he resisted the urge to look over his shoulder and check on him. Instead, he remained focused on Stephen and tried to adopt what he hoped was a nonchalant position in case anyone was watching.
Stephen was dressed smartly in a grey, three-piece suit. Caden stood by his side, with the same glower on his face as his brother. Next to them, an object lay concealed beneath a white bed sheet—an object that was quite clearly alive and not happy. The bed sheet shook, and a deep growling sound was keeping the people on the front row a few paces back.
“Thanks to Hedrek and Caden, we are one step closer to catching Kiera.” Stephen’s black skin and wide smile
