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Liaotten us as close as he could to Lake Prince, but it was anyone’s guess how long it would take us to walk there

"It feels like we should do soe out to sea and set her on fire Let her go out in a blaze of glory"

Chubs raised an eyebrow "It’s a rasp and headed for the trees to her left Liam rubbed the back of his neck, at a loss "Hey," he started, "it’s okay, we’ll--"

But when Zu reappeared in our line of sight, she wasn’t eers were four small yelloers--eeds, by the looks of it The kind ays used to have to pull up in Thur

She walked over to the van, stood on her toes, and lifted up the closest windshield wiper With delicate fingers, she positioned each flower in a row, keeping the cold and wet caught on my eyelashes Not tears, but a h you slow and sure, driving you crazy with chills in the process And I realized then how unfair it all was that we couldn’t just crawl back inside of the car; that even if we made it to East River, we’d be soaked and sore for days

This car--this had been a safe place for them For us Noe had lost that, too

I shovedfor the trees My fingers brushed again so hard and smooth in my pocket, and I didn’t need to pull it out to know that it was the panic button In the beginning, I had kept it because I wasn’t sure I’d be able to protect them on round clai that I’d suspected, but it seemed foolish to toss it then, when there was a chance for us to use theht up to us now, I could press the button, and the agents that showed up would be et away

But it still didn’t make me feel any less ashamed of how relieved I felt to find it still there--to know that Cate, with all of her pros, was still out there, still only a touch away

Liaate our sside the roads that ould have taken had we still been in Betty We were close enough to the highway to hear the occasional car whiz by, or see the flash of so, silver-bellied semitruck out of the corner of our eyes, but, he assured us, out of their line of sight This was the way he had traveled after escaping the League, how he had navigated throughwhether or not Chubs had broken his toe against an exposed tree root when the wail of a truck’s horn shattered the silence The boo of so crack of

We all jumped--I dropped Zu’s hand to cover my ears The way the tires squealed just before the crash canal for White Noise

Liaently pried my hands from my ears "Couys watch the bags"

Before the sound had even settled in the air, we heard the screams Not the desperate kind--the one you’d hear when sorief This was a war cry A rising rebel yell After that, there was no chance of Zu or Chubs cos as Liam and I made our way to the line of trees that separated us frohway