Flashback ( PDFDrive )

“I’ve seen pictures of Dawnheath,” he said. “Will that be enough if
you search my memories?”
“It’ll have to be,” Sophie told him, slipping into his mind.
He led her right to the images she needed, and as she committed
them to memory he promised her, We’re going to make this work, Sophie.
Whatever it takes.
I hope so.
And because it was true, she found herself telling him again, I’m
really glad you’re here.
Me too, he said with a smile that made everything a little better.
Thanks for trusting me.
Their eyes held for a second, and his were full of all the words there
wasn’t time for.
Then he let them fall into the void.
• • •
“What if Luzia’s not home?” Sophie murmured, shielding her face
from the glare of the enormous fence, which was twice as high as
Everglen’s and three times as bright. So bright, in fact, that she
couldn’t see anything past the glow from the metal bars.
They’d been standing outside the property’s entrance for a little
more than two minutes—time they couldn’t afford to waste. But the
gates were locked, and as far as Sophie could tell, there wasn’t a
doorbell or an intercom, or any other means of letting Luzia know
they were there.
“I’m sure she’s on her way,” Tarina said with a confidence that
didn’t match how tightly she gripped the handle of her weapon, or the