My grandpa was a very frugal man.

stop.”

I hold the cube against my chest. “Then we don’t stop either.”

He nods slowly. “There’s a safehouse two hours from here. We regroup, plan, figure out what Thresher wants to show you. After that…”

“We find out what Grandpa died for.”

As we disappear into the shadows, I glance down at the cube. Its glow softens. For the first time, I feel like I understand continue reading …