I stared at her.
“I was a baby.”
“I know.”
“So they shut it down?”
“I shut it down,” she said. “I destroyed the core and buried the research. Voss tried to stop me. His aircraft went down during the extraction. Carter survived because I chose to pull him out before pursuing Voss.”
“And now Voss wants me because…”
“Because if he rebuilt Ghostwing, he may still need the living key.”
The living key.
I sat back slowly.
Outside, the night blurred past.
I wanted to say it was impossible, but the invisible aircraft had bent rain around itself over Aunt June’s cabin. Impossible had already crossed the sky.
Near dawn, we reached desert country.
Raven Mesa appeared first as a shape against the horizon, a dark ridge under a fading storm. The facility itself was hidden inside the rock, marked only by a rusted security fence and a road that looked abandoned.
