“Well you can’t go to the meeting,” says Elijah. I’ve gathered the entire delegation in our cabin.
“Why not?” I say. “It sounds safe to meet with Marlon right now, since apparently he’s ‘waiting for his moment’ or something.”
“And how do you know his moment won’t be you, alone in his office? I mean maybe he lined the office with mistletoe or… or… wolfsbane!” Heath says, sounding alarmed.
“The office he will also be in? I doubt that,” I say. “He’s obviously planning something, but we don’t know what yet. He might say something in the meeting that will help us figure it out. And if we just leave, suddenly, he will know something is up. He’s paranoid, right? He will assume the worst.”
“I don’t like it,” says Heath. “I really don’t like it.”
“I don’t either,” says Rosa, and I sigh, turnin
