The three of them sat at alert; lights on and weapons gripped tightly —so tightly that Ruby’s knuckles turned white over the shaft of the crossbow. She was significantly more rattled than the rest; having seen firsthand what was going on.
They counted down the seconds by the steady tick of the clock, and in their heads. Each second that passed by without signs of Elham’s return was like a stretch of eternity, making them more paranoid and placing them on edge. Their glances at each other became more frequent, the shared questioning and worried gaze drifting from one person to the next.
Juniper slumbered away; oblivious to the occurrence around her.
In her condition, she wouldn’t be much help awake; Ajax had judged. And the possibility of her condition getting worse while she’s awake and
