Chapter 391

"Wait...what's that?" Lincoln Raines pointed up, totally stunned. Everyone turned to follow his gaze, and the second they looked up, shock swept across their faces. "Major, could this be backup?" One of the soldiers asked Sullivan Fletcher, eyes bright with hope. Sullivan didn’t respond right away. His deep black eyes locked on the three bombers that had suddenly appeared in the sky, thoughtful and intense. If he wasn’t mistaken, those were the latest bombers developed by a company under the Somerset family. Just launched not long ago—and getting a lot of praise. Prescott Somerset? Was this him? And what exactly was his angle with Camila? No one noticed the flicker of shadow in Sullivan’s eyes, that brief hint of something cold and unreadable. Glancing toward Camila Harrington, he saw her craning her neck, intently watching the bombers clashing overhead. Her thick lashes cast a faint shadow beneath her eyes, making her look calm and withdrawn. Sunlight brushed against the soft profile