Deon's P.O.V.
I get a point of view....sweet. I wonder why are Amber's earrings going off, she must be in danger. I got to call her. I get out my phone as soon as classes end for the day and dial Amber's number.
Ring
Ring
Ring
Ring
Ring
Funny, usually she picks up right away.
"Hello, Deon." Finally, someone picks up.
"Diamond, I'm glad you picked up, I received a signal from Amber, she's in trouble."
"Trouble, no she just went out for a run."
"I'm sure of it, something wrong. I'm looking at my computer now and her signal is in a building that hasn't been occupied in years, I'll send you the coordinates to her. You need to tell her Alpha Richards and Luna, I'll be on a flight out there in an hour." We both hang up and I get in my car and raced to the apartment to pack. I email th
