"Tess, where did you run off to?" He asks, his voice very demanding.
Is he scolding me?
"We need to meet up."
"Obviously, do you have a place in mind?"
"Yes," I say, hoping he won't be suspicious.
"Well?"
"Craders Cross."
"The ruined build Craders?"
My patience is running out. "Unless you know of another-"
"Okay, fine. What time?"
"Six p.m.. No sooner, no later. Got it?"
"I do."
"And one more thing," I decide to add in case they are idiots. "Come alone, Kyle."
I'm sure he could sense the threat in my voice. Let's just hope he doesn't chicken out. I pack my riffle in my waistband and the knife in my shoe behind my ankle. I also wear my highly electrifying bracelet in case he is two steps ahead of me. I pack the powder, bullets, rope and basically every other thing I'll need int
