#Chapter 118 - Late

I spent the rest of the evening in a very quiet panic. Victor could tell, of course, that something was wrong, but I avoided all conversation with him. If we spoke, even for just one moment, I was afraid I’d blurt it all out. And really, I don’t know anything yet. I had gotten the boys out of Victor’s house as soon as I could, glancing at the streets and frustrated to see that they were still packed with snow. Grateful that the boys were exhausted, I put them to bed early and spent the rest of the night laying in my bed, staring at the ceiling, counting the hours until daybreak. Around three in the morning, I heard the plows run through the streets out front. As soon as five AM hits, I throw myself out of bed. Still in my pajamas, I put on my coat and snow boots and head out the front door, grabbing my car keys on the way. “Fifteen minutes,” I say, a little breathless, to the surprised Betas outside my front door. “The boys are still asleep!” They nod, a little baffled, b