Thirty-Two
Silence settled over the car while they drove—past the Outer Areas, through the Neutral Area, steadily closing in on the border. The silence felt forced to Rahab. Adama refused to speak, to even give a hint about what he thought. Why hadn’t he been more resistant?
She wanted to scream at him. Ask whether he knew about her plan now, whether they would succeed, whether she could save Amber.
Not everything is fate.
Maybe she was afraid of the answer.
The border appeared in the distance, glaring at them with its might, red light illuminating the utter darkness of the abandoned places outside. It looked menacing, and they ran out of time. At the border, Manasseh and his army waited. Rahab could not hold back any longer.
“Why?” she asked. “Why did you come with me?”
“Would you
