10. Cliffhanger
Mina
With the growing Shard population at school, it was a wonder we managed to last until Billy’s first offer of communication without making some desperate, ill-planned move of our own.
Ms. Craven’s lunchroom was not the sanctuary it had once been, where Aldo and I could simply study the Splinters for an hour a day through the safety of surveillance feeds. Even when Ben was at our table, meals were both less enjoyable and less productive than they should have been.
The whispers had us all distracted.
The noise level was lower without Cayden, with the dwindling population in general, and more of the remaining students were talking to each other than usual. We could all catch snippets of the topic, newly stoked by Anthony’s absence.
Montresor. He’d gone and made hims
