That night, Candice Tate did not sleep soundly.
She woke up several times, and on two of those occasions, she woke up crying.
Each time she woke up crying, Candice Tate would apologize.
Sierra Sullivan would pull her into an embrace and comfort her with gentle words.
This wasn't Candice Tate's fault, nor was she being overly timid or fragile.
After all, Candice Tate was only five. It was normal for her to still be terrified after experiencing so much.
Fortunately, after Sierra Sullivan's comforting, Candice Tate slept soundly through the later part of the night.
Since they had gone to bed early, it was only six in the morning when they woke up.
After washing up, they had breakfast together.
A hint of worry appeared on Yvonne Shelby's face. "Jayce, are you going to send Candice Tate back?"
"Mom, don't worry. In a little while, we'll go with Candice Tate, finish today's task, and then wait for Captain Grant to take us to the person in charge."
