Chapter Eight
LESS THAN TEN MINUTES after we left the coffee shop, I caught sight of the parking lot. The trip was shorter than I’d realized. We hadn’t really needed the car at all, though it had felt safer at the time.
Luckily, everyone except Pradip was scattered around the park. I started approaching Tony to gather us all together, when Dr. Berti’s eyes fell on me from her place on the balcony, the Remus leaning towards her and saying something I couldn’t hear. She tracked me and Carter as we assembled the team. By the time we moved to approach her, she and the Remus were both openly watching us—she with a slight frown, the Remus with curiosity.
“So what’s going on?” Tony asked. “Also, give me back the keys.” Talk about irony.
“About that,” Carter said, ensuring everyone’s attention
