Chapter 53 AT A CROSSROAD

— Elaeya —

Shea and I were in Kaden’s grandparent’s quarter in the packhouse. She had assured me, when they would be done, this is where the guys would come.

“So you’re like some sort of precog?” Jonathan, Kaden’s grandfather, asked me. I don’t know where he heard that, but it was useless to refute it.

“No, not exactly, but I can get some insights,” I said.

“Dandy,” he said while drinking his scotch.

Celia, Kaden’s grandmother,...