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From the Inside Flap
The frosty reception--from Haydn--is in direct contrast to the hot, humid climate. He continues to ignore my questions as he guides me toward the ship that has just shimmered into existence in front of us.
It's as if we share a cloak of invisibility--this ship and I.
"Where's Logan?" I ask for the umpteenth time, channeling more patience than I ordinarily possess.
Haydn's response is to tighten his grasp on my arm and clamp his lips shut. I inwardly sigh as I glance around me. Neve is escorting Izzy on my left, and Rylan is guiding a cuffed Axton in front of us. Every so often, Ax peeks over his shoulder at me, a stern frown creasing his forehead.
I'm as confused as he is. I don't understand why I'm being treated like a common criminal, because the three Saven--whom I thought were my friends--are refusing to talk. "Please, Haydn. Where is he? Is he okay?" My breath huffs out in exasperated spurts at the unrelenting chilly silence.
"Walk ahead of me," he instructs as we approach the open mouth of the craft. It's the first time he has spoken since the ominous "Make one false move and I'll shoot" comment he threw at me when the three Saven first appeared here. Wherever here is, because I've no clue how I managed to teleport us safely from Torc or where we landed.
Ax and Izzy are ascending the walkway into the belly of the ship, and I trail behind them. A welcome, familiar face is waiting to greet me at the top of the steps. Fern leans against the railing, her usual sunny features obscured behind a mantle of worry. Spotting me, she brightens for a split second until she takes in my transparent prisoner status.
She skips toward us with purpose. "What the hell?" Piercing Haydn with a murderous glare, she deposits her hands on her slim hips.
"Don't. Interfere." He growls out a warning as he pushes past her, hauling me along for the ride.
I shrug my shoulders as I eyeball my friend. "Don't ask me for an explanation. No one is even speaking to me."
"This is completely ridiculous, and totally unnecessary," Fern yells as she stalks behind us like a miniature tornado.
"Babe," Rylan says, stalling on the steps above us. "Let's get to the cabin and we'll clear everything up."
Haydn snorts and shakes his head. I deliberately impale him with my penetrating gaze, willing him to look at me so he can absorb the full glare of my frustration. But he's as stubborn as ever, and he pretends not to feel my eyes burning a hole through the side of his skull. As I continue to stare at him--noting the ashen pallor of his skin and how his once shorn hair has grown out, now curling and twisting around his ears and over his neck--I wonder if I've ever really known him at all.
Or if he has ever truly known me.
Because if he did, he would know not to fear me.
That there's no need to treat me like this.