“Oh no, oh no, no, no.” “What?” Nina backtracked to peer over Bianca’s trembling shoulder. “The Cipher posted a picture after their message,” Bianca said between her fingers. Nina reached forward to tap the image, expanding it. The tiny screen showed a girl’s body floating facedown in murky water, blonde hair rippling out like a golden fan. A caption below the picture read TOO LATE, WARRIOR GIRL.
