Fantine

The cold wind was cutting through my thin shirt as I crouched behind a large rock near the edge of the slope, and right beside me, twenty of Silas's mountain warriors were keeping their long spears low while Riley stayed right at my back with his hand resting on the hilt of his heavy hunting blade. I leaned forward slightly to look down through the pine branches into the muddy valley below, where the black armored transport truck was parked sideways across the narrow road, and I could clearly see my sister Selene standing on top of the steel roof with a radio handheld in her left grip while...