Chapter 15 To End a War

Valen

The vibration against my ribs hit at exactly 2:17 a.m.

You don't get calls at this hour unless a situation has already deteriorated. I didn't bother checking the screen to verify the caller. I swiped the glass and pressed the speaker to my ear.

"Talk."

The sharp, distinct crack of automatic gunfire ripped through the speaker, distant but unmistakable.

My teeth clamped together.

"So