Reed's look was saying, just broadcasting to the whole neighborhood, that I was going to be in trouble. We took Cathy, or whatever it was, to the camp, where the rest of our guys, led by Reed, returned very soon. Unfortunate rescuers, I wanted to say, but stopped when I ran into the leader.

Reid stood with his arms folded across his chest and stared at me.

“Good luck,” Alex said as he passed.

I shot my friend with a lightning glare, and went to give up with the most innocent expression on my face. When the leader is dissatisfied, this is bad. When the leader is your cousin ......