Chapter Ten
“Now do you remember me?” said Shade. She sounded amused. “Or do you need another reminder?”
“Shade?” I said. I was instantly reminded of our conflict on the roof of my old school in Texas last year. “What are you doing here?”
“Following you, of course,” said Shade. “Not because I'm some kind of stalker or anything, but on official orders from the top.”
“Cadmus?” I said.
“I can neither confirm nor deny that,” said Shade, without meeting my eyes. “But I can say that I am technically not supposed to even show myself to you. I'll probably get in trouble for this … well, unless I take these documents to the Director.”
I noticed that she was now holding the folder I had been looking through, the one with the document about Cadmus Smith and the other test subjects. “Is that why
