Nova
I was nervous driving the girls to school on Monday, and for the first time, I was grateful to have a bodyguard in the passenger seat. I could tell my nerves were well-founded by Amari’s silence.
Usually, he was talkative, often opting to even play with the girls a bit on the way to or from school. Today though, he was silent, making me think for a moment that I had Zane next to me instead.
When I glanced over, Amari’s eyes were peeled on our surroundings, taking them in and looking for anything out of place.
Dominic’s emergency broadcast about the hung humans downtown two nights ago had been exquisite. He was solemn and respectful, firm and unforgiving.
He’d made sure that everyone in Wintercrest knew senseless killing was unacceptable. The murderers would be hunted and the vict
