Frustration was the main one I felt now, both from myself and from Jason. Apparently, his attempt to plan an escape—or whatever he was actually doing—was not going as smoothly as he wanted. My frustration came from the assassin’s clear desire to wait until the situation was better known before going in to get Jason. Concern was another emotion coming through loud and clear. It was mostly directed at me by Hannah and Alice. They had become concerned when I first approached the assassin, and it had only grown when I actively threatened him. My mouth twitched in discomfort at the thought of worrying the people who were like family to me, but I had no better course of action than to tell Kindred… Jeremiah—whatever he wanted to call himself—what would happen if he attempted to keep my brother from me. Would I follow through on my threats? For the answer they only needed to look back and remember what happened to Hunter. Threatening me or my brother is not conducive to long term mental health.
