Chapter Thirty
Thalia puts her phone away and starts driving.
We drop off Maya and head for the highway.
Phew. We’re heading for the airport, not Nero’s lair.
I feast on the snacks from the limo bar and force myself to relax.
Then, for good measure, I check the future—and see myself walking toward the lab under JFK. Exiting Headspace, I blow out a relieved breath. The vision means I definitely make it there. Still, I only fully relax when I enter the lab and see Felix, Ariel, and Itzel already wearing their suits.
At least I assume that’s who these people are—with the visors down, all I can see is my own reflection in the reflective golden layer.
Judging by the height, the suit that’s been painted black must be Ariel—no doubt the color is to make it look more like something Batman w
