Flashback ( PDFDrive )

“It doesn’t have a name—and it won’t be on any pathfinders or
Leapmasters. That’s why I’m not sure how you’ll get to me. It’s an old
abandoned tower I thought of when I realized it’d be better to keep
the babies closer to the sky, so they’re in their natural environment
when they hatch.”
“Then hold your Imparter up to the tower and show me what it
looks like,” Sophie told her. “That’s all I’ll need to teleport there.”
“Really?” Luzia asked, her eyebrows lifting as she pulled her
Imparter back and swung it to face a weathered, vine-wrapped tower
surrounded by mountains. “Is that enough?”
“It should be.” Sophie closed her eyes, testing to make sure her
memory had recorded the image perfectly. “I’ll be right there.”
“Wait!” Luzia’s face appeared across the screen again. “It’s not safe
yet. I still need to figure out how to keep the hive hidden. The
cloaking cannot look like my handiwork, so we’re going to need
someone talented enough to follow a set of instructions I leave for
them for some very different kinds of illusions—and they can’t be
anyone I know.”
“I’m sure I can find someone,” Sophie assured her.
“Yes, that’s right. You don’t work alone.”
“I don’t,” Sophie agreed, ignoring the judgment in Luzia’s tone.
“Is that why you felt the need to drag my nephew—well, my greatgreat-great-great-you-get-the-point-nephew—into
your hastily
thought-out alliance?”
“I didn’t drag him in. And he didn’t actually make them any
promises. But I did warn Tarina that I wasn’t going to keep secrets
from my friends.”
“You sound very proud of yourself for that.”