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I rudely push aside the people in my way, trying to get closer. As if getting closer is going to change anything.
Thomas’s hand is resting on Jacob’s shoulder, his fingers almost brushing against the man’s neck.
Yes, Jacob—the leader of the Reader community. The man who gave me that ‘no disclosure of powers’ lecture the other day and mentioned the name of my father.
The last person I expected to see on this bridge.
I look closer and get another surprise. Next to Jacob is Sam, the guy Caleb mentioned as potentially helping us. A man Caleb called a machine. That Jacob is with Sam makes sense. Sam is security, like Caleb. But the fact they’re here makes no sense at all.
The world seems to slow, even in the Quiet—or maybe it’s just my thoughts that speed up.
Did Caleb call in Sam des
