Oliver was just about to enter the mess hall for supper when he was intercepted. Before he could go inside, Kelley suddenly appeared around a corner, grinning from ear to ear. Aldric, following in his footsteps, looked far less excited. The muscular young man kept glancing from left to right as they approached, as though afraid of being caught doing something he should not be.
Oliver stopped to greet them, but Kelley spoke right over him. “Ollie," he whispered hoarsely. “Come over here!"
Perplexed, Oliver joined his two friends. The wind whipped through Camp Bracken, creating tiny dust cyclones in all directions. “Whatever this is about, couldn't we talk about it over dinner? I'm starved."
“Forget your stomach, Oliver, and listen to this!" Kelley leaned forward, his eyes shining. “Th
