Lucas: News From Aspen
LUCAS
"Too many strange things are happening," my beta mutters, watching our latest group of scouts head off after their report.
"It's unnerving." Vester raps his knuckles against the map in front of us. "Five missing scouts. Ryder's missing in action. There's been no news from Jericho's side in a week. The Aspen scout massacre. Ivy…"
"Something's happening. We need to figure it out."
My fingers rake through my hair as exhaustion settles deep in my bones. The map is little more than a blur in front of my unfocused eyes; I need more sleep. But I don't have time for that.
"We need more teams in these sectors." Vester points to the eastern quadrant. "Three of them went missing somewhere here."
"Three teams of four." Kellan traces a path with his finger. "If we space them out—"