#Chapter47

Michael

“We need your help.” The words echoed around the big room as both James and I said it out loud in our heavy voices.

At our sentence, Elijah rolled his eyes like he knew we would say that.

Honestly speaking, when he rolled his eyes it made him look uglier than he already was. Even though I was thankful for him for saving both mine and my brother's life, it did not change the fact that he was ugly.

He nodded his head for both of us to sit down. Sliding the chair, we both set down. He gave a curt nod to tell us to continue. James...