how much you enjoyed your work, but if you want to continue your science projects I’m sure Hannah
what’s-her-face would be happy to include you in her little lipstick adventures at Bright Berry Beach
Cosmetics.”
My mother smiles.
Megan, to her credit, says nothing. Even though I’m pretty sure she has no idea what my mother is
talking about.
I do though. Maybe the suggestion was genuine, but she’s telling me, in no uncertain terms, that she
knows who every one of my new associates are.
In other words…
Watch your back. Because you’re definitely not safe yet.
But she also hinted that Megan should continue her work. And directed her to a lab that might be
able to help her out with that.
So she does know about Megan’s secret.
She does know that the plan to take down the Way… or the Company… or whatever it’s really
called—is already in place.
And that means she must know we can’t use it yet. Not without killing innocent kids.
So…
“Thank you,” I say.
“It was the least I could do,” my mother quips back.
CHAPTER THIRTY - MEGAN
Johnny and I stay seated as we watch his mother walk onto the sand, slip off her sandals, and
then casually make her way to the dock.
She steps onto the yacht, turns for just a moment, shielding her eyes from the sun, and then turns
again, and disappears into the interior cabin.
We both let out a long breath.
“I’m gonna call Logan. Let him know what just happened.”
“What did just happen?” I ask.
“I’m not sure.” Then he glances over at Samuel, who is busy with something inside the
maintenance shed, and says, “We’ll figure it out later. Right now I just want to get off this fucking
island.”