The Rogue Kings I
“Just here to refuel on some soda and snacks.”
I shook my head. “I mean here…in the city.”
The two of them looked at each other, confusion running across their face. Suddenly, sheer panic set into Blythe face and he shook his head. Dylan, though, rubbed his face and sighed.
“Beta, everyone is here. Well, almost everyone. I think Group 12 and 14 are still trying to fly over from the Netherlands.”
“What do you mean ‘everyone is here’? Who the hell…?”