Gary invited us to attend a meeting at Constellation Halls tomorrow. He emphasized that it might be the Cygnus clan’s last gathering before their final task. Sounds fascinating.
Ruth and I have been jittery ever since we got the invitation. The meeting will most likely disclose our next step to somehow stop the factory and the nadai. The chief’s tone wasn’t reassuring at all. We’re in for something big.
Ruth brings our salad wraps for lunch to the table and sits across from me. “You’re skipping school again?” I nod, eagerly picking up my wrap. “Don’t you have any tests coming up?” I nod again, and she gives me a pointed look. “Do we need to talk about this?”
“Exactly,” I say, taking a big bite. “Do we need to talk about this?”
Ruth sighs in resign. “What about Alistair? You haven’t s
