Chapter 47 – Why not ask a Friend?

MIKE

“I’m so done with this shit,” I tell Kellen rubbing my tired eyes.

We had been in his office all frickin’ day after Lamia’s proclamation that she was going to hunt down Senko and then Mathias's phone call.

All I wanted to do was go back to my childhood room and drown my sorrows, reflect on my misgivings. even letting Duke out for a good run would be better than going over documents and maps.

Personally, I thought we were being a bit premature.

Tyron had been questioning our prisoner. Twenty-Nine. We let the prisoner stew for a few days in one of our least comfortable cells below the palace. Tyron was still working on obtaining valuable information from him. But the creature had been holding strong against any method we had currently used.

I wanted to question him myself. Maybe my methods would be a little more persuasive.

But noo! Kellen had me here strategizing against an army of more weird fucking creatures. Because Crawlers weren’t enough.

I call them creatures because