CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

Heather

After pushing a wardrobe in front of the office to keep the Silver Hunters inside, I lead the way down the hallway, Gregory close behind me.

One of his eyes is swollen shut, and he can barely see out of it. Which means I have to be the one leading this operation.

At a corner, we pause and listen. Footsteps sound in the cafeteria. The Silver Hunters are close.

I signal for Gregory to follow me, and we move as quietly as possible towards the cafeteria. As we approach, we can hear the Silver Hunters talking amongst themselves.

"It's a shame we couldn't catch them," one of them, a man, says. "We'll have to step up our game if we want to capture those two."

I chew on my bottom lip. Who are they talking about?

"She's too powerful," another Silver Hunter says. "You know who her—"

"It doesn't matter where she comes from," a woman snaps. "She's not too powerful for the coin."

I peek around the corner and see three of them gathered around a table, maps and papers scattered eve