"The vice-captain . . . is still unconscious,"
**
Sheilalev stared at Abe's sleeping face. Although she couldn't see him, Sheila was able to take a grasp of his current state.
Sheila placed her hand against Abe's forehead as she closed her eyes.
'Get rid of the Vice-captain. No word about the Dienes des Lichts being there to the Hidden Archives must come out. We have to come clean, Sheilalev. And to do this, we have to eliminate those who pose a threat.'
Sheila gritted her teeth. She knows that. She knows what she has to do. Yet why? Why is it so hard for her?
She took a deep breath. The back of her palms lit up as she thinned her lips.
"I hope you understand . . . that this is for the best."
