Book Seven: Chapter 239

The world was about to become a very different place, for better or for worse. He looked over at Leilani, who nodded grimly, then turned his attention to Abella, whose eyes were barely above the water.

“Need a lift?” Beth leaned over the edge of a nearby ship. She used the Rod to help get Abella onboard, and when Mike and Leilani joined her, the ship sailed smoothly around the debris as it headed back to the island.

“So what comes next?” asked Leilani, her gaze on the bay.

“I’m not sure,” said Mike. “I never really thought about it past here.” The last forty-eight hours had been a whirlwind, and he was still trying to come to terms with everything. “What about for you and your people?”

Leilani shrugged. “I don’t know,” she admitted. “It’s going to be difficult to hide our part in things here.”

Beth, who stood at the bow of the ship, looked over her shoulders with a grin. “You’re still in charge of your people, right? Until sundown, if I remember correct