Chapter thirty

Damon's POV

Noah stood at the sidelines, looking bored and tired but his eyes were sharp and quick, taking in everything that was happening and never missing anything.

Tristan had gone outside earlier to call the men I had told to excuse us back inside, and since they were careful not to mention my involvement with Zirah or Helen, I supposed Tristan had given them a strict warning to keep their mouths shut and not say anything.

The message Tristan had gotten was from Helen. Immediately, everyone was alert, coordinating the vehicles, weapons, and muscles. Helen sent Tristan a coded message and it didn't offer much information.

She only said to meet at Route 49. Route 49 was a beaten-off path close to a partly abandoned cabin. The cabin was hunted or so they said. Ever since the two previous owners had died mysteriously, no one wanted to inhabit the space anymore. One after the other, people had moved away from that vicinity before it became deserted. Why she chose that spot was beyond