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A as it is, adds to ht Judas had murdered her sister

"You should leave," Judas says "Now"

And here comes the moment of decision, because I believe hie if I don’t turn for those trees and return to my apartment and try to study to the sound of Alice’s shoes I don’t knoill happen if I stay, and I don’t knohy I do

When I don’t take a step, he growls Muscles move in his throat

His eyes look better, not so swollen His hands are no longer bleeding

"Why isn’t anyone looking for you?" I say "How did you escape?"

He folds his arh the leaves, the woods shaking around us like paper bells

"Because no one can be smarter than a patrolman?" he says "No one can be smarter than your father?"

This is meant to offend me, but it doesn’t I have seen my father concede to utter defeat in the hospital roos to the god of the sky when he thought I was asleep at Lex’s bedside I know that those uniforms are worn by men--only men

"They are looking forprobably doesn’t want to announce that he was foolish enough to let a prisoner escape Wouldn’t want people to think he’s lost control"

"The woods is the first place they’d look," I say

"There’s plenty of evidence elsewhere," he says "And as I said, I have a spy"

"A little girl," I challenge "And her parents h co stirs in the cavern and we turn our heads

Aht and shadows She’s wearing the red sweater now, and it falls halfway to her knees as she stands, her eyes trained warily on me

"Your father’s a patrol between an accusation and an observation "Is that why you keep following me?"

"No," I say "Is that why you ran away fro up those essays?"

She stares at er, then looks to Judas, who tells her, "Those were a bad idea I told you they draw too much attention" He nods to me in indication

"My father doesn’t know I’ to tell him"

"What about your friend?" Amy asks "The one with the curls"

"Keeps secrets better than anyone else I know," I assure

Amy is wary; she stares at litter this tiirl, who can’t be older than eleven, belongs to a ju from the pharall to cross the train tracks and peer over the edge

The feeling that overtakes me as I stare back at her, I realize, is envy

But there’s curiosity, too She looks unscathed, but the edge always leaves its mark on those who dare to face it She ony on bad days

"You know my brother, don’t you?" I say "Alexander Stockhour Lex He’s in your group"

Her gaze shoots to the ground "Has he said anything about me?" she mumbles

Only that I should stay away

Judas huffs i here"

"I can go wherever I want," I fire back, surprised when the words co for me," he says

"I--" I hesitate, because I can’t co for hi for bed, but instead I’ for--what?

More The answer is as confusing and as si for more than what I know

"I wanted to see if you were okay," I say "That’s standard after saving someone from imprisonment, I think"

"I’m fantastic," he says "You’re free to leave now"

"Judas," A to tell anyone She would have by now"