#Chapter 262 - War

Sinclair God damn it, I think, looking around at the hastily set-up headquarters that looks like a little more than a rickety table surrounded by anxious wolves. If this isn’t hell, then I don’t know what is. We arrived at the edge of the capital days ago and set up here, in an abandoned warehouse that Damon didn’t bother protecting because it’s not worth his time. A mistake, I think, one of many that he’s making. The fact is that Damon made a huge misstep in releasing the secret of our being to the humans – he expected, I think, to cow them with fear, to take control of their resources and use them against mine. What he didn’t expect was that the humans would entrench and fight back. And now, his army is fighting on two fronts – against the humans and against me - stretched thin. Being pulled in two directions is making him miss things, like this warehouse at the edge of his territory, which we were able to sneak into and set up shop. Still, though, looking around, it’s nothi