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I stand back up.
He rubs his forehead, the back of his neck. Meets me on
the couch. “I’m sorry,” he says.
My eyes are wide. “For what?”
“Everything.” He sighs. “Kenji was a sort of friend of mine
back on base. Warner had him tortured after we left. For
information.”
I swallow a gasp.
“He says he didn’t say anything—didn’t have anything to
say, really—but he got messed up pretty bad. I have no idea
if his ribs are broken or just bruised, but I managed to get
the bullet out of his leg.”
I take his hand. Squeeze.
“He got shot running away,” Adam says after a moment.
And something slams into my consciousness. I panic. “The
tracker serum—”
Adam nods, his eyes heavy, distraught. “I think it might be
dysfunctional, but I have no way of knowing for sure. I do
know that if it were working as it should, Warner would be
here by now. But we can’t risk it. We have to get out, and
we have to get rid of Kenji before we go.”
I’m shaking my head, caught between colliding currents of
disbelief. “How did he even find you?”
Adam’s face hardens. “He started screaming before I could
ask.”
“And James?” I whisper, almost afraid to wonder.
Adam drops his head into his hands. “As soon as he gets
home, we have to go. We can use this time to prepare.” He
meets my eyes. “I can’t leave James behind. It’s not safe for
him here anymore.”
I touch his cheek and he leans into my hand, holds my
palm against his face. Closes his eyes.
“Son of a motherless goat—”
Adam and I break apart. I’m blushing past my hairline.
Adam looks annoyed. Kenji is leaning against the wall in the