EMBERS OF REVENGE
I had lost track of who was speaking and how their voices sounded.
"You saw her by the boundary and the first place you thought to bring her was here? What if this is some Trojan horse plot?"
The voice was young and bold, yet it commanded so much authority.
"Who is she?" He asked again.
"We don't know, sir, but…" the man was silent again. There was a ruffle.
"But what, Maverick?"
"Daxton says she looks like Hope Embers." There was a long beat of silence before I heard the man speak again. I needed to see who this man was. I struggled to open my eyes and noticed I was in a big hall.