Flashback ( PDFDrive )

advantage to this process. Once you push deeper into his
consciousness, you’ll see very little gold.”
“So . . . should we do that?” Sophie asked.
“I don’t see why not.”
“Me neither,” Keefe said.
But his voice sounded fragile somehow. And when Sophie peeked at
his expression, he had everything squeezed tight, like he was bracing
for impact.
“We don’t have to—”
“Yes, Foster,” he interrupted. “We do. You know we do.”
“Okay,” she said slowly. “But then I need you to do one thing.”
She held out her left arm, shaking her makeshift bracelet covered in
pins. “Take Krakie for backup.”
Something flickered across his expression—an emotion Sophie
doubted even an Empath could translate. And he nodded, unpinning
the tiny kraken and fastening it to his cape.
“Okay,” he told her, clearing his throat and squaring his shoulders.
“For real this time. Let’s find what my mom hid.”