CHAPTER 6
They move the crate onto the boat before we get into it, thank goodness, but that doesn’t make the locking slam of that door any more comforting. We sit on the couch as the ship starts to move, Mack playing video games on a vintage hand-held Gameboy. I have no idea where he got that thing, but I have no desire to ask. I think we’re all feeling the day stretching out before us, each of us alone in our thoughts.
There are no comforting words we can say to one another, no whispered platitudes that might ease the tension. Some of us surely think we’re walking into a trap. Some of us probably believe Juliette and Adeline are already dead. I’m trying hard not to be in that camp, but with what they did to the Grunge, we are up against a vicious foe with more than a simple vendetta—thi
