LYRIC
I gave my watch one last glance before I took it off. 7 pm.
It was time.
Handing my watch to Bram I told him “I want that back when I come out.” Ignoring Twenty-Nine’s grumble in the back of the car.
“There’s a gate on the east side of the palace. That’s where we will meet you.” Bram's face turned to a deadly look of seriousness, and his eyes bore into mine making it impossible to look away. “You have two hours Swift, don’t make me wait too long. Got it?” His fingers squeezed around mine tightly in a warning.
Message received loud and clear. He didn’t trust the plan and wanted me in and out as fast as possible. I swallowed the lump of nerves that had settled in my throat and nodded “Got it.” Trying to portray with my eyes that I understood and shared his suspicions that ever
