CHAPTER 12
Andi
Andi watched Skip,
who watched Winoka’s city hall disintegrate from the safety of the
river cliffs.
“I hope you’re
happy,” she muttered, trying hard not to look at the
devastation.
He shook his head and
pointed. “They evacuated.”
“Whatever. The
building’s gone. That’s what you wanted.” She yawned. “You have
your revenge.” And it’s all . . . so . . .
tiresome.
“I wanted to kill
Hank Blacktooth, and the rest of the scum that surrounded my aunt
and tortured her.”
“Well then, you
shouldn’t have told the bugs to attack city hall.” The moment the
comment was out of her mouth, she wished she could stuff it back
in.
Skip pretended he
didn’t hear even though they both knew he did. “How did they know
it was coming? There were no guards on the bridge. No one to warn
them. I don’t understand—”
“Maybe the snipers in
the tower—”
He narrowed his eyes
and stood up suddenly. “Her. HER. HER!”
Andi knew whom he was
pointing at before she even looked. There was only one
Her.
“We have more work to
do,” he hissed, dragging her by the arm back into the
woods.