Celeste
Hector’s Inn
Cusco Region, Peru
Walter had sworn up and down that Fenris would be in this inn, but we’d gotten here a few hours ago, and the owner Hector said he hadn’t seen him in years. Years! He sat us down in the dining room, convinced we weren’t fed nearly enough, but I could barely stomach the idea of food. I felt like my nerves were still tied in knots after what I’d witnessed, and though Walter was quiet, I could tell he wasn’t pleased, either.
He’d excused himself a few moments ago, citing his need to check something as he pulled a phone from his pocket, but I was getting ready to call this an abject failure. Fenris was dead, and we were just—
Suddenly, a pair of arms were wrapped around me and pulled me backward. It took everything in me not to shriek, but I still th
