Kit stood to get a better view of the lights, though it didn’t help much. She sank back down on the hillside, wishing she could safely make it over to Cassius, but the prisoners were still coming out quickly, and an older gentleman was over beside him now, lending a hand. Cassius looked about as well as he had when they’d first found him, which wasn’t good, but at least he wasn’t worse.
Watching the stream of people for familiar faces had Kit feeling anxious. Eventually, she saw Landon and Reeve come out, but it was taking a long while for the other men she was waiting for to emerge, and the thoughts that something might be wrong bubbled to the surface.
As if reading her mind, Eli reached over and took her hand. “They’ll be fine, Kit. Give it a few moments.”
