I would have understood if she’d hated me in light of everything we’d learned, but instead she just looked sad. Finally she bit her lip and reached out as though she were going to hug me. But she didn’t. Of course she didn’t. “Thom, is there something I should know about you and Griffin?” “Like what?” “I don’t know. Just . . . anything.” “No. I don’t know what Dare wants with us.” Her silence reeked of doubt. “If there was anything, I’d tell you. I don’t keep secrets from you, remember? I promise.” Reluctantly, she nodded. “We need to go to the lighthouse,” I said. “It’s six miles. We don’t have any water.” “By morning they’ll have ransacked it. We need to know what’s there—who’s been living there.”
