Caroline waited at the office pacing back and forth, eyes flicking to me and away. I couldn’t understand her nervousness, she wasn’t the one about to march into this so-called mythical council and beg for her life. She kept checking her phone constantly. When I asked what was wrong, she just said she was waiting for her husband to come back. I wondered what her husband was doing that had her so on edge, when Josiah finally did call, she all but ran to the elevator watching the numbers above the stainless-steel doors till it dinged on our floor.

Josiah stepped out of the elevator, an annoyed look etched on...