Chapter Twenty-Eight
“Lina,” Gail softly called.
Lina blinked and raised her head. She moaned when she felt the stiffness in her neck and legs. She lifted a hand to her cheek, it felt stiff from her dried tears. She must have fallen asleep.
“What? What is it? Are we…?” She looked up and saw that they were still in the green crystal cave. Brushing a hand over her face, she groaned and straightened her legs. “Is it time to leave?”
Gail shook her head. Dread filled Lina when she saw the expression of sympathy in the other woman’s eyes. Pushing her hair back from her face, she frowned and looked down at Gail where she stood on the steps leading up to the turret.
“Bailey asked me to come get you,” Gail said.
Lina felt her eyes widen in concern. “Mirela…,” she asked, rising to her feet and
