CHAPTER 5
Blade leaves twenty minutes later, passing Cue on the way out the door. It takes about twelve hours to get everything set up, and we spend that time packing and driving to the coast, sleeping in restless bursts that do nothing to make us feel refreshed. By the time we park at the shipyard, the van is steeped in a heavy, pressured panic that buzzes against my skin. I feel like I might explode if we don’t find a way to ease the tension.
I follow Blade through the shipyard, jittery and half-sick already. I don’t think we can make it better, not all the way—not until we find the girl and her mother. Once Juliette and Adeline are safe, we’ll probably all sleep for a week.
But when Blade points to show us how we’ll be traveling, I feel worse. The cargo container is a s**t-colored br
