“I have located them on the west wing,”
“Is she safe?”
“She is alive...”
“We have a visual on them,” I cut the link before she could say anything else. I turned to the west in hopes of catching a distant glimpse of Izza, but I knew better. There were no windows or openings to speak of, I couldn't even catch her scent. I watched as the sun ended its journey for the day, right behind the building Izza was located. Before I could give myself any idea, I turned to find Cedrick hovering next to me.
“Them? That means…” Cedrick began to speak before he took a step back shaking his head. “I will have time for that later,” he returned to his post.
When Stella had returned alone, I knew something had not gone as planned. But maybe that’s why I picked them for the mission. Infiltration was, af
