SELENE
Kael found me by the oak tree exactly four minutes later.
"What happened?" he asked, he was scanning the courtyard like he expected danger to be hiding somewhere.
"Elara is back," I said.
Kael went still. "What?" he asked.
"She was here," I said. "Just now. She talked to me."
"About what?" Kael asked. He grabbed my hand and pulled me toward a quieter corner of the courtyard, away from passing students.
"Malcolm Price," I said. "He wasn't just maintenance. He was feeding information about me to the Crimson Order."
Kael's jaw tightened. "That's how they knew where to find you that day," he said. "When you got shot."
"Yes," I said.
"How does Elara know all this?" Kael asked.
"Her mother's research," I said. "Apparently her mother was tracking the Crimson Order for years. She
