“Bryce, the window, please.” Sophie’s voice was calm as she decided on a course of action. Bryce stood on the back of the booth and busted the glass out of the old window. Using the palm of his hand, Ree watched as he strong armed the metal bars out of the way.
“Got it.” Bryce hopped down on the floor next to Ree. “There are sirens heading this way.”“Oh, shit. I’m too pretty to go to jail.” Weylin’s voice cut through the commotion of the room.
So, that's it for this week. You guys really don't have long to wait until you get to read more about Ree, Paden, Roland and the gang. Have a great week everyone! And Happy Thanksgiving! I hope it is wonderful and that you get to spend it with those that you love.