285 The Truth Comes Out

(Jayden)

I’m standing behind Gus, watching the GPS signal flicker on his laptop screen. My stomach’s in knots as I see the tiny dot moving further inland, away from the border.

Not toward safety.

Not toward any escape route Gus has promised.

“They’re moving in the wrong direction,” I say, my voice tight with panic and frustration. “What the hell is going on? You said you had this under control.”

Gus doesn’t flinch, keeping his eyes locked on the screen, his fingers tapping something into the keyboard. He’s pulling up more maps, more satellite imagery.

His face is set like stone as he calculates something. “I’ll handle it.”

I can’t just stand here and trust that everything will be fine. Not with Winona and Cass in that van, being driven who the hell knows where.

My gut catapults, every nerve in my body screaming for me to do something—anything—but I don’t even know where to start.

I stare at him, my fists clenched. “You better do something, fast. Winona is out there risking her life—