Chapter 19
Dylan crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the kitchen table. He studied the door to the basement, debating on whether or not to see his dad. Why did he have to visit him at nine a.m.?
He may have agreed to this meeting, but he refused to press for clues about Heaven. Doing so meant believing in the fairy tale the captain and Nicholas were telling. He didn’t trust them, or anyone.
The odds of Heaven surviving the fall were slim. A transporter wouldn't know where to appear in time to save her. The one who’d kidn*pped her in Aruba at least had known she was in her room. This one, if he existed, had no way of knowing where she would land when she fell.
It was impossible, and yet a sliver of hope smoldered deep in his heart. Regardless of whether or not Dylan and H
