*Calvin*
“Hey, you’ve got to wake up,” Molly says, pulling me from my sleep.
“What?” I ask, confused. It’s completely dark.
“So, the trackers made contact with Jareth,” she says with a sad smile. “It’s time to go. I packed for you so you could sleep. I was hoping you’d be in contact with Ada and didn’t want to break it.”
I sit up, wiping my hand over my face. The trackers contacted Jareth. It’s time. “I wasn’t. Did they find her?”
“No, but they found a few things,” she says. “They’ll tell you about it in the car.”
I jump up and throw on the jeans and T-shirt that Molly left on the bed for me. “No suit?”
“No,” she says. “Michael and the guards are dressed this way. Dad, too. You need to be able to shift and run, just in case.”
Good. That makes sense. Molly grabs my
