  DRAKE POV
  	&quot;How ya holdin  up there, Drake?&quot; Commander Baryshnikov asks from the other side of his bullet train as it hurtles through its tunnel, supposedly towards my parents  underground hideout beneath the mountains of Maine.
  	&quot;I…don t know,&quot; I reply. My fingers tighten around the tablet that s supposed to give me a view of what s going on with Sasha. Static gave way to a visual of what must be her new office at WASP HQ just a couple minutes ago, which was a huge relief. I don t like the looks on her fae assistants  faces, though. Why wouldn t they just let me go with her?!
  	&quot;Let  im be,&quot; Callum says behind me. &quot;All of us been havin  a rough time, and some of us ain t sure we s doin  the right thing.&quot;
  	&quot;Will you come off it?&quot; Xander demands. &quot;The Elders are on board now. Even if we d stayed home in Maine and been sensibl

  SASHA POV
  	&quot;Ah, you have returned…Commander Sukoshku,&quot; the tall, otherworldly elf who interrupted my conference with my team remarks as I open the office door. He looks me up and down, as though he s expecting some sort of fae trick. This one s loyal to top brass. And none of them are taking any funny business. I just look at him, waiting for him to continue. &quot;The Ruling Council sent me to…check the status of your office. I imagine…they will be pleased to know that you are here.&quot;
  	I arch an eyebrow but otherwise do not react. I want him uncomfortable.
  	&quot;Um…. They instructed that, if you were here, you should come with me to their Inner Sanctum. They would like to speak with you at your earliest convenience,&quot; he adds once it s clear that I will not be encouraging this conversation.
  	&quot;Of course, I would be most pleased to engage in civil convers

  ZOE POV
  	Fae portals are the fucking worst. In a vehicle, I have no issues with motion sickness, but fae portals never fail to make me queasy and unsteady on my feet long after the swirling lights and sensation of falling fade away. Beside me, Rika offers support, but I nudge her towards Sasha instead. She s the one who most needs you right now.
  	Our assassin teammate might as well be made of stone, for all the emotion she s showing, but she can t fool us. I wish she hadn t put off that goodbye with Drake until the last second. Ariadne looks just as concerned as I feel, which is only a little surprising; of the two fae, she s best at reading people s auras and emotions and the one who most genuinely cares for Sasha.
  	&quot;Well. This place certainly looks…different,&quot; Sasha remarks, looking around what used to be Anselm s office with more than an hint of appreciation.
  	&quo

DRAKE POV
  	&quot;How ya holdin  up there, Drake?&quot; Commander Baryshnikov asks from the other side of his bullet train as it hurtles through its tunnel, supposedly towards my parents  underground hideout beneath the mountains of Maine.
  	&quot;I…don t know,&quot; I reply. My fingers tighten around the tablet that s supposed to give me a view of what s going on with Sasha. Static gave way to a visual of what must be her new office at WASP HQ just a couple minutes ago, which was a huge relief. I don t like the looks on her fae assistants  faces, though. Why wouldn t they just let me go with her?!
  	&quot;Let  im be,&quot; Callum says behind me. &quot;All of us been havin  a rough time, and some of us ain t sure we s doin  the right thing.&quot;
  	&quot;Will you come off it?&quot; Xander demands. &quot;The Elders are on board now. Even if we d stayed home in Maine and been sensible this whole time, we would ve ended up dragged into this revolution whenever and however it was s

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