It was Friday, and Faye and the gang were in the school cafeteria having their lunch.
The gang happened to be Haley, Sasha, Malo, and Henry, all eating. They sat around a long table near the center of the hall, their forks digging into their plates with a fast, hungry rhythm that matched the ticking of the clock.
"So tonight we meet the buyer?" Faye said. Whenever she wanted to talk, it was always about the fishes and finding them. Her eyes were sharp and focused, her voice cutting through the laughter of the nearby tables, her breathing turning short and serious.
She was always thinking about how to find the next Beast Morph. They currently had one, and if they somehow got the other four from their former buyer, then it would be five, and they would dispatch them to the Lycan Prince.
Just a text to his lawyer, and he would send someone to come get them. The arrangement was simple, but the pressure of the timeline was a constant weight pressing down against her ribs.
