SODRAG
Narice and Toria unwrapped the shadows from around their bodies and skidded to silent halts outside Andro's office when they saw Carisia and Sadi standing beside the open door. Sadi and Carisia both had sent out urgent Mindvoice messages to come to Andro's office and now they were standing waiting for them.
"Sadi… Carisia!" Narice gasped. "What… what is wrong?"
Sadi held up her finger for quiet and their sensitive vampire hearing was able to pick it up then. It was Arrarn's voice inside Andro's office.
"So what do we do?" Arrarn asked as he walked up beside Andro's desk. "How did they get the information Andro?"
"I don't know." Andro answered sitting back in his chair.
"You think it was Roan and Dilaen?" Arrarn offered.
Andro shook his head. "No." He said immediately. "The Feravomir was right. Their hearts are in the right place and they would do nothing that puts us in a bad light. They want to be here."
"Nubou!" Arrarn snarled. "Has he…"
