Chapter 56: Location Compromised

For the first time, at least since my stay here, Enzo had gathered everybody at the camp in the courtyard. Dylan and I stood at the front of the crowd, our fingers interlocked together. All eyes stared up at the red-eyed werewolf as he stood on stacked crates to create a makeshift platform. I could vaguely hear whispers behind me, most likely confused and calculating at what his next words would be. Lance then emerged from a room, in his arms a huge box of burner phones, and walked towards Enzo's right. He stood in attention.

The winter breeze blew harsher than usual that night. If it weren't for this gathering, we would have been tucked warmly into our blankets while sipping on a hot bowl of mushroom soup that James would prepare for the entire camp. But here we are, surviving on the warmth from the firepit at the center of the courtyard.

With my free hand, I tightened the scarf around my neck.

"What's going on?" I tiptoed and whispered to Dylan. I began to get scared at w