CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Ros eased the shaking woman onto her feet and guided her over to Vothos. “We’ll see what we can do for them, if anything.”
Vothos shook his head. “I cannot allow you to take such a risk on your own. You are not even a part of this community.”
“But we’re going to help it,” I spoke up as I nodded at the crowd of lifeless people. “Because they need it, and right now you guys need to get to the library and tell them what’s going on.”
Vothos pursed his lips but nodded. “Very well. We will pray to Sofia that whatever you plan to do is met with success.”
The group reluctantly slipped away toward the library, leaving Ros and me alone. I looked up at him with a raised eyebrow. “Do you have a plan?”
He shook his head. “Not a single one.”
I smiled. “Neither do I.
