Chapter Four
After we put a good distance between us and the cathedral, we set up camp; which was just putting down our packs on the sports bar's floor and using them as pillows. We were all tired from the long walk and the two back to back fights; but that didn't mean we could drop our guard and go to sleep thinking nothing was going to get us.
We sat next to our packs/pillows and started planning our next move.
"I say we go strait through the heart of the city and then follow the highway," Caleb said.
"No, there aren't enough places to take cover if we are attacked again. We'd be better off going through the tunnels," Briar replied.
"But we beat the demons in the cathedral and at The Black Label; we can fight our way out of another fight," Caleb said. "Plus, it's an even faster way to the northern Black Label."
"You're right that it's faster, but Briar is right about the lack of cover," my father put in.
"So which is it then. Are we going through the heart of the city or are we going through the sewers?" Alice asked.
The sewers were dried up from years of not being used and was easy to travel in. the only problem were the demons that lurked down there. On the other hand, going through the heart of the city would get us to our destination faster; but if we were attacked, we'd be at a disadvantage. So it was either go through the tunnels, which were safer, or through the heart of the city, which would be faster.
"I say we go through the city," Alice announced.
We all looked at her, surprised by her input.
"We should go through the city," she repeated.
"Two to one, what's say you Jack?" Caleb asked.
"Well…the faster we get there the better. I say we go through the city," my father answered.
"What?" I asked. "Shouldn't we go through the tunnels? It doesn't matter how fast we get to The Black Label, just as long as we all get there; which means we have a better chance through the tunnels."
"Raven, it's three against two; we're going through the city. Plus, you're not in charge here," Caleb said.
I glared daggers at him. It's not good to make smart comments to me, I might just snap.
"Well it's settled, we'll go through the city," my father said before something could happen and we end up one man short. "Let's go to sleep. I'll take first watch, Raven will take second, then Briar."
We nodded and lied down on the floor of the sports bar, resting our heads on our packs. I waited thirty minutes until all I heard was the sound of the deep breathing from the sleeping people around me. Once sure everyone was asleep, I slowly stood up and sat next to my father.
"You wouldn't lie to me…would you?" I asked.
"No. Why would I lie to you?" he asked.
"I don't know; but what I do know is that you just lied to me…again."
"What are you talk-"
"Dad, I'm not stupid," I said, cutting him off. "I know when you lie to me. For example, every time I asked you how you killed The King, you lied."
He sat in silence, looking out the window.
"Raven, now isn't the time," he said with a sigh.
I focused on him, trying to read his mind to find out if he was lying.
She' s catching on, but how did this happen so fast? Did one of the demons get to her? Maybe I should tell her. No, it's too soon.
"Why isn't it the right time?" I asked.
He sat in silence.
"Why?" I pressed.
More silence.
"Fine, if you won't tell me, I'll find out on my own," I said.
He turned to me, an eyebrow raised.
"And how are you going to do that?" he asked.
"I'll figure this out soon. If you won't tell me the truth, I'll find someone who will," I replied.
I saw anger flash in his eyes before he turned away.
"Go to sleep," he whispered angrily.
"But-"
"Now!" he whispered a little louder.
Nodding, I stood and quietly went back to my pack. I'll find out what my father's keeping from me. If I can't get the truth out of him, I'll find someone who can. Even if that someone is a…demon. I know it's risky, but it's the only thing I can do. Besides, I can trust a demon more than my father at this point.
As I sat by my pack, I thought I saw movement from one of the others. I also could have sworn I saw someone outside by the back window, watching me. My head said I should be alarmed, but I felt safe and protected. I didn't have time to worry about it; I was so tired.
I was dead to the world before my head hit the pack.