Emma frowns, saying “what?” just as Delia exclaims “Joyce!? Disappeared??”Emma shoots Delia a little look, trying to communicate that she needs to tone it down. Delia either doesn’t see or ignores her. “You don’t know?” Mrs. Walsh says, confused. Emma shakes her head. “Yeah, we haven’t seen Joyce
Victor and Alvin sit quietly in the hummer, their eyes focused on the foliage in front of them. Just through it, they can begin to see the start of a field, the place where Victor intends to hold the battle. Alvin sits next to his father, quietly chewing on a granola bar, patiently waiting for the
“Yes, Betty,” Walsh says, walking over to his wife, Willard at his heels. “We are at war. That upstart, Kensington – he’s surrounded our lands.”Mrs. Walsh gasps, pressing a hand to her heart.Walsh’s eyes move to Emma, then, sweeping over her. “You’re back,” I see, he says, a bit of a sneer in his
When all of the hummers and war machines have made themselves present on the fields surrounding Walsh’s property, Victor steps out of the car, Alvin climbing out of the driver’s side with him. They’re nowhere near the house, not really. Instead, they’ve positioned the majority of their forces aroun
Stephen grimaces, looking down at the tablet in his hands. Then he looks up at Victor, his mouth a straight line. He doesn’t say a word, but Victor understands his meaning.If they’re going to win this battle, they’re not going to do it by sheer force. Instead, he’s going to have to use superior tac
Victor leads his forces on foot, but overhead, his aerial forces begin their attack. They swoop low overhead, the chopping of helicopter blades and the hum of small-aircraft engines covering the pounding of feet as Victor’s ground forces plunge ahead.He watches the skies carefully as his troops pic
It’s two free minutes, really, to let Walsh and Willard do whatever they want.Anything could happen in this time. A bullet could come, strike him between his shoulders – Anything could be happening outside, too – Victor could open his eyes to see that his own army had been wiped out – Or he coul
Inside the house, Ian, Emma, and Delia jump when they hear the sound of the bombs. Mrs. Walsh just sits still. It’s a sound she’s heard before, one she was expecting.“Wha-” Ian says, his mouth open and his head turned towards the windows, wishing, desperately, that he could see out. “What was that