"Cavalry has arrived. Finally."
David grinned to himself, the words slipping out like a quiet victory. He had a feeling—no, he knew—that the club had reacted. The captain's urgency couldn't be ignored, and most likely, they were already on their way. He leaned back in his chair, his smugness blooming like the sun coming up after a long night.
Bill and Phil, on the other hand, stood frozen in the moment. The captain's voice—urgent, strained—still echoed in their heads, and a flicker of doubt crept in. For the first time, they felt a little bit of unease. Phil glanced over at Bill, his face tight with worry.
"You don't think the kids were telling the truth, do you?" Phil asked, voice low and unsure. There was a distinct edge of panic in his tone as the weight of their situation hit him all at once. They might've just found themselves in deep trouble.
