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“Just because she isn’t human； do you think that means she doesn’t feel pain？” Ian asked as his voice
faded into the distance。 “That she doesn’t feel just like a girl who’s been beaten—beaten by us？”
“See you around； Jared。”
Jared didn’t relax for a long time after Ian left； he paced for a while； back and forth in front of the cave；
and then sat on the mat； blocking my light； and muttered inprehensibly to himself。 I gave up waiting
for him to fall asleep； and stretched out as well as I could on the bowl…like floor。 He jumped when my
movement made noise； and then started muttering to himself again。
“Guilty；”he grumbled in scathing tones。 “Letting it get to him。 Just like Jeb； like Jamie。 Can’t let this go
on。 Stupid to let it live。”
Goose bumps rose on my arms； but I tried to ignore them。 If I panicked every time he thought about
killing me； I’d never have a moment’s peace。 I turned onto my stomach to bend my spine in the other
direction； and he jerked again and then lapsed into silence。 I was sure he was still brooding when I finally
drifted to sleep。
When I woke up； Jared was sitting on the mat where I could see him； elbows on knees； his head leaning
against one fist。
I didn’t feel as if I’d slept more than an hour or two； but I was too sore to try to go back to sleep right
away。 Instead； I fretted about Ian’s visit； worrying that Jared would work even harder to keep me
secluded after Ian’s strange reaction。 Why couldn’t Ian have kept his mouth shut about feeling guilty？ If
he knew he was capable of guilt； why did he go around strangling people in the first place？ Melanie was
irritated with Ian； too； and nervous about the oute of his qualms。
Our worries were interrupted after just a few minutes。
“’S just me；” I heard Jeb call。 “Don’t get worked up。”
Jared cocked the gun。
“Go ahead and shoot me； kid。 Go ahead。” The sound of Jeb’s voice got closer with every word。
Jared sighed and put the gun down。 “Please leave。”
“Need to talk to you；” Jeb said； huffing as he sat down across from Jared。 “Hey； there；” he said in my
direction； nodding。
“You know how much I hate that；” Jared muttered。
“Yep。”
“Ian already told me about the Seekers —”
“I know。 I was just talkin’ with him about it。”
“Great。 Then what do you want？”
“Not so much whatI want。 It’s what everybody needs。 We’re running low on just about everything。 We
need a real prehensive supply run。”
“Okay；” Jeb said easily； bracing himself against the wall to rise again。
Jared sighed。 It seemed his suggestion had been a bluff。 He folded as soon as Jeb took him up on it。
“No。 Not Kyle。 He’s too…”
Jeb chuckled。 “Almost got us in some real hot water the last time he was out alone； didn’t he？ Not one
to think things through。 Ian； then？”
“He thinks things throughtoo much。”
“Brandt？”
“He’s no good for the long trips。 Starts getting panicked a few weeks in。 Makes mistakes。”
“Okay； you tell me who； then。”
The seconds passed and I heard Jared suck in a breath now and then； each time as if he was about to
give Jeb an answer； but then he just exhaled and said nothing。
“Ian and Kyle together？” Jeb asked。 “Maybe they could balance each other out。”
Jared groaned。 “Like the last time？ Okay； okay； I know it has to be me。”
“You’re the best；” Jeb agreed。 “You changed our lives when you showed up here。”
Melanie and I nodded to ourselves； this didn’t surprise either of us。
Jared is magic。 Jamie and I were perfectly safe while Jared’s instincts guided us； we never came
close to getting caught。 If it had been Jared in Chicago； I’m sure he would have made it out fine。
Jared jerked his shoulder toward me。 “What about… ？”
“I’ll keep an eye on her when I can。 And I’ll expect you to take Kyle with you。 That oughta help。”
“That won’t be enough—Kyle gone and you keeping an eye on her when you can。 She… it won’t last
long。”
Jeb shrugged。 “I’ll do my best。 That’s all I can do。”
Jared started to shake his head slowly back and forth。
“How long can you stay down here？” Jeb asked him。
“I don’t know；” Jared whispered。
There was a long silence。 After a few minutes； Jeb began whistling tunelessly。
“I’ll leave tonight。” The words were slow； full of resignation but also relief。 His voice changed slightly；
got a little less defensive。 It was as though he was making the transition back to who he’d been here
before I showed up。 Letting one responsibility slide from his shoulders and putting another； more
wele one in its place。
He was giving up on keeping me alive； letting nature—or rather mob justice—take its course。 When he
returned； and I was dead； he wouldn’t hold anyone responsible。 He would not mourn。 All this I could
hear in those three words。
I knew the human exaggeration for sorrow—abroken heart。 Melanie remembered speaking the phrase
herself。 But I’d always thought of it as a hyperbole； a traditional description for something that had no
real physiological link； like a green thumb。 So I wasn’t expecting the pain in my chest。 The nausea； yes；
the swelling in my throat； yes； and； yes； the tears burning in my eyes。 But what was the ripping sensation
just under my rib cage？ It made no logical sense。
And it wasn’t just ripping； but twisting and pulling in different directions。 Because Melanie’s heart broke；
too； and it was a separate sensation； as if we’d grown another organ to pensate for our twin
awarenesses。 A double heart for a double mind。 Twice the pain。
He’s leaving；she sobbed。We’ll never see him again。 She didn’t question the fact that we were going
to die。
I wanted to weep with her； but someone had to keep her head。 I bit my hand to hold the moan back。
“That’s probably best；” Jeb said。
“I’ll need to get some things organized。…” Already Jared’s mind was far； far away from this
claustrophobic corridor。
“I’ll take over here； then。 Have a safe trip。”
“Thanks。 Guess I’ll see you when I see you； Jeb。”
“Guess so。”
Jared handed the gun back to Jeb； stood up； and brushed absently at the dust on his clothes。 Then he
was off； hurrying down the hall with his familiar quick step； his mind on other things。 Not one glance in my
direction； not one more thought for my fate。
I listened to the fading sound of his footsteps until they were gone。 Then； forgetting Jeb’s existence； I
pressed my face into my hands and sobbed。
CHAPTER 20
Freed
Jeb let me cry myself out without interrupting。 He didn’t ment all through the following sniffles。 It was
only when I’d been pletely silent for a good half hour that he spoke。
I didn’t answer。 I was too much in the habit of silence。
“You want to e out here and stretch？” he offered。 “My back is aching just thinking about that stupid
hole。”
Ironically； considering my week of maddening silence； I wasn’t in the mood for pany。 But his offer
wasn’t one I could refuse。 Before I could think about it； my hands were pulling me through the e