51
As the van rolled into the parking lot of the hotel, Ariadne and I were both silent. And in that silence, I suddenly remembered Markel’s last words. They’d been so out of sync with everything else that had happened that I could still remember them clearly. “Bunker Hill,” he’d said.
Now I knew what he’d been talking about.
“I know where the portal is, Ariadne,” I said a little too loudly.
“What?” Ariadne slammed on the brakes as she was trying to back into a space.
“It’s at the Bunker Hill monument,” I said. “Markel told me before he died.”
“And you forgot to tell me?!”
“I wasn’t able to put it together until now. He didn’t really have time to explain it.”
Ariadne finished parking. She leaned back into her seat and looked at me for the first time since she’d started driving. “Thi
