He and Cade had stayed up late into the night, first talking about her pregnancy and the events of the past month, and then just lying silently on the bed before finally passing out from sheer exhaustion three hours before Isaac Wright knocked on the door to wake them up. Ethan hadn’t even been offered the luxury of coffee to help him wake up. His brain felt like it was knocking on his skull, insisting on being let out so it could go back to bed. He squeezed his eyes shut and forced them back open, struggling to focus on the map of Atlanta spread out on the dining table in front of the five people surrounding it. He glanced at Cade and gave her an uneasy smile. Cade didn’t look like she’d fared any better than Ethan in the sleep department. She propped herself against the table, the heels of her hands braced against it, fingers hooked around the edge, her elbows locked in place. Her dark hair was disheveled, loose around her shoulders and tumbling in waves and loops down her back.
What do You think about The Becoming: Revelations?
