They were sitting on their beds, facing each other. It was just after midnight, the time they usually spent talking privately. “Just forget it.” “What?” Alli felt her cheeks flush. How could she forget about December twentieth? “The site’s down, you’ve already spoken to half the people here and they’re all on your side. You came back from Albania a hero. Everyone’s calmed down now that the commander’s addressed them. There’s nothing else to do.” “The hell there isn’t,” Alli said hotly. “Alli, it’s being dealt with by the authorities. Let them handle it.” Alli jumped up. “You yourself said they’re not going to find him.” “I did, but—” “Then I have to find him!” She stood up to take Alli’s arm, but Alli shook her off. “What’s gotten into you?” “I am going to find him.” Her eyes were fierce.
