Anna's POV
Evan comes to me the night after he sees Will, and I know before he says a word that it went badly and it went well at once, because his face is doing both.
We meet at the headland, our place now, the high grass above the sea where no one can come near without being seen, and he tells me everything. Will knew. Will knew more than we guessed, knew what Cass was, close enough, knew what the drug was doing even if not what it was ultimately for. And Will took me in three years ago for real, before Cass ever found them, which means the one warm thing in Evan's memory of this town wasn't entirely a lie, and I watch how much that small mercy means to him, that the rescue was real even if everything after got poisoned.
"And he's going to help us," Evan says. "Or he says he will. He'
