Chapter 61

Chapter Sixty-One

It didn’t take long for Martienne to fall asleep. In fact, it looked to Connor like most of the team were ready to collapse after pushing through the woods in the heat of the day and sprinting out to escape the things they’d found in the ruins. That same fatigue was tugging on his eyelids, making his mouth fall open.

He pushed up with some effort, gritting his teeth against the spasms in his back.

Lem waved from the top of the mound, Kalpana slumped at his side.

Everyone else was sprawled out in pairs—the Moon twins, Mosiah and Aubriella, Vicente and Gregor, Selen and Yemi.

Martienne was close to Mosiah.

Safe. Moss would crunch if anything entered the clearing.

Connor did a couple circuits around the perimeter, ears straining for any sound of the lizard things.

There wasn’t any croaking now, but chittering and clicking floated on the stuffy air.

So, they were out there—watching but not yet ready to attack, apparently.