The journey back to Obsidian was a quiet and smooth one. They made some stops for some stops, about three stops in total to use the restroom and get some snacks.
“This wasn't the route we followed when we were going to Silverstone pack,” Leslie muttered under her breath as she looked out of the car window.
‘Were they going to branch another pack?’ she wondered.
“That's because that road is closed off now,” the driver answered.
“Closed off?”
“Yeah, it's a crime scene, basically.”
“Oh, that's right,” she replied.
The rogue attack. So Lucas was still on that.
They settled into silence as the drive continued. Other than that new information, the whole drive was uneventful.
Thank the goddess.
Few hours later, the fleet of cars passed through Obsidian gates and came to a stop in the
