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The truck hesitated.
The Seeker waved again, more broadly this time. "Go ahead," he muttered to himself.
Drive! Drive! Drive!
Beside me, Jared's hand was clenched in a fist.
Slowly, the big truck shuddered into first gear and then inched forward through the space between the Seeker's vehicle and ours. The Seeker's spotlight outlined two silhouettes, two black profiles, both facing straight forward. The one in the driver's seat had a crooked nose.
Mel and I both exhaled in relief.
"How do you feel?"
"Alert," I told the Seeker.
"It will wear off in about four hours. "
"Thank you. "
The Seeker chuckled. "Thank you, Leaves Above. When we saw you racing down the road, we thought we might have humans on our hands. I was sweating, but not from the heat!"
I shuddered.
"Don't worry. You'll be perfectly fine. If you'd like, we can follow you to Phoenix. "
"I'm just fine. You don't need to trouble yourself. "
"It was nice to meet you. I'll be pleased when my shift is over, so that I can go home and tell my partner I met another green-first Flower. She'll be so excited. "
"Um. . . tell her, ??Brightest sun, longest day' for me," I said, giving him the Earthly translation of the common greeting and farewell on the Flower Planet.
"Certainly. Have a pleasant journey. "
"And you have a pleasant night. "
He stepped back, and the spotlight hit my eyes again. I blinked furiously.
"Cut it, Hank," the Seeker said, shading his eyes as he turned to walk toward the car. The night turned black again, and I forced another smile toward the invisible Seeker named Hank.
I started the engine with shaking hands.
The Seekers were faster. The little black car with the incongruous light bar atop it purred to life. It executed a sharp U-turn, and then the taillights were all I could see. They disappeared quickly into the night.
I pulled back onto the road. My heart pumped the blood through my veins in hard little bursts. I could feel the fierce pulse throbbing through to my fingertips.
"They're gone," I whispered through my suddenly chattering teeth.
I heard Jared swallow.
"That was. . . close," he said.
"I thought Kyle was going to stop. "
"Me, too. "
Neither of us could speak above a whisper.
"The Seeker bought it. " His teeth were still clenched in anxiety.
"Yes. "
"I wouldn't have. Your acting hasn't improved much. "
I shrugged. My body was so rigid, it all moved together. "They can't not believe me. What I am. . . well, it's something impossible. Something that shouldn't exist. "
"Something unbelievable," he agreed. "Something wonderful. "
His praise thawed some of the ice in my stomach, in my veins.
"Seekers aren't all that different from the rest of them," I murmured to myself. "Nothing to be especially afraid of. "
He shook his head back and forth slowly. "There really isn't anything you can't do, is there?"
I wasn't sure how to respond to that.
"Having you with us is going to change everything," he continued under his breath, talking to himself now.
I could feel how his words made Melanie sad, but she was not angry this time. She was resigned.
You can help them. You can protect them better than I could. She sighed.
The slow-moving taillights did not frighten me when they appeared on the road ahead. They were familiar, a relief. I sped up-just a little, still a few miles below the limit-to pass them.
Jared pulled a flashlight out of the glove compartment. I understood what he was doing: reassurance.
He held the light to his own eyes as we passed the cab of the truck. I looked past him, through the other window. Kyle nodded once at Jared and took a deep breath. Ian was leaning anxiously around him, his eyes focused on me. I waved once, and he grimaced.
We were getting close to our hidden exit.
"Should I go all the way to Phoenix?"
Jared thought about it. "No. They might see us on the way back and stop us again. I don't think they're following. They're focused on the road. "
"No, they won't follow. " I was sure of this.
"Let's go home, then. "
"Home," I agreed wholeheartedly.
We killed the lights, and so did Kyle behind us.
We would take both vehicles right to the caves and unload quickly so they could be hidden before morning. The little overhang by the entrance would not hide them from view.
I rolled my eyes as I thought of the way into and out of the caves. The big mystery I hadn't been able to solve for myself. Jeb was so tricky.
Tricky-just like the directions he'd given Mel, the lines he'd carved onto the back of her photo album. They didn't lead to his cave hideout at all. No, instead they made the person following them parade back and forth in front of his secret place,
giving him ample opportunity to decide whether or not to extend an invitation inside.
"What do you think happened?" Jared asked, interrupting my thoughts.
"What do you mean?"
"The recent disappearance the Seeker mentioned. "
I stared ahead blankly. "Wouldn't that be me?"
"I don't think you would count as recent, Wanda. Besides, they weren't watching the freeway before we left. That's new. They're looking for us. Here. "
His eyes narrowed, while mine widened.
"What have they been doing?" Jared suddenly exploded, slapping his hand loudly against the dashboard. I jumped.
"You think Jeb and the others did something?"
He didn't answer me; he just stared out across the star-bright desert with furious eyes.
I didn't understand. Why would the Seekers be looking for humans just because someone had disappeared in the desert? Accidents did happen. Why would they jump to that particular conclusion?
And why was Jared angry? Our family in the caves wouldn't do anything to draw attention to themselves. They knew better than that. They wouldn't go outside unless there was an emergency of some kind.
Or something they felt was urgent. Necessary.
Had Doc and Jeb been taking advantage of my absence?
Jeb had only agreed to stop slaughtering people and souls while I was under the same roof. Was this their compromise?
"You okay?" Jared asked.
My throat was too thick to answer. I shook my head. Tears streamed down my cheeks and fell from my chin to my lap.
"Maybe I'd better drive. "
I shook my head again. I could see well enough.
He didn't argue with me.
I was still crying silently when we got to the little mountain that hid our vast cave system. It was actually just a hill-an insignificant outcropping of volcanic rock, like so many others, sparsely decorated with spindly creosote and flat-bladed prickly pears. The thousands of tiny vents were invisible, lost in the jumble of loose purple rocks. Somewhere, smoke would be rising, black on black.
I got out of the van and leaned against the door, wiping my eyes. Jared came to stand beside me. He hesitated, then put a hand on my shoulder.
"Sorry. I didn't know they were planning this. I had no idea. They shouldn't have. . . "
But he only thought that because they'd somehow gotten caught.
The moving truck rumbled to a stop behind us. Two doors slammed shut, and then feet were running toward us.
"What happened?" Kyle demanded, there first.
Ian was right behind him. He took one look at my expression, at the tears still running down my cheeks, at Jared's hand on my shoulder, and then rushed forward and threw his arms around me. He pulled me into his chest. I didn't know why this made me cry harder. I clung to him while my tears leaked onto his shirt.
"It's okay. You did great. It's over. "
"Seeker's not the problem, Ian," Jared said, voice strained, his hand still touching me, though he had to lean forward to preserve that point of contact.
"Huh?"
"They were watching the road for a reason. Sounds like Doc's been. . . working in our absence. "
I shuddered, and for a moment, it seemed like I could taste silver blood in the back of my throat.
"Why, those -!" Ian's fury robbed him of speech. He couldn't finish his sentence.
"Nice," Kyle said in a disgusted tone. "Idiots. We're gone for a few weeks, and they've got the Seekers on patrol. They could have just asked us to -"
"Shut up, Kyle," Jared said harshly. "That's neither here nor there at the moment. We've got to get this all unloaded fast. Who knows how many are watching for us? Let's grab a load and then get some more hands. "
I shook Ian off so that I could help. The tears did not stop running. Ian stayed close to my side, taking the heavy flat of canned soup I picked up and replacing it with a big but light box of pasta.
We started down the steep pathway in, Jared leading. The utter blackness did not bother me. I still didn't know this path well, but it wasn't difficult. Straight down, then straight up.
We were halfway there when a familiar voice called out from a distance. It echoed down the tunnel, fracturing.
"They're back. . . ack. . . back!" Jamie was shouting.
I tried to dry my tears on my shoulder, but I couldn't get them all.
A blue light approached, bouncing as the carrier ran. Then Jamie bounded into view.
His face threw me.
I was trying to compose myself to greet him, assuming he would be joyful and not wanting to upset him. But Jamie was already upset. His face was white and tense, his eyes rimmed in red. His dirty cheeks had rivulets through the dust there, tracks made by tears.
"Jamie?" Jared and I said together, dropping our boxes to the floor.
Jamie ran straight for me and threw his arms around my waist.
"Oh, Wanda! Oh, Jared!" he sobbed. "Wes is dead! He's dead! The Seeker killed him!"
