What’s going on?” Lu struggled to sit up, her head pounding. She pressed a palm to her forehead and turned to look at Joey, who was propping her up with an arm around her shoulders. How do you feel?” Joey asked. “Like my head got run over by a garbage truck.” “Thank God you’re finally awake,” he said. “I was so worried.” “Where are we?” Lu repeated, looking around at stark cement walls. “I’m not sure,” Joey said. “I was out for a while too, after Augustine incapacitated me. I don’t know where he’s keeping us.” “Augustine?” “Yup.” “So you were right all along about not trusting him.” “Yeah. Big surprise, right? The total monster turns out to be a total monster. Duh.” “But Alastair was so sure we could trust him. He could read his thoughts.” “I guess he was only seeing what Augustine wanted him to, or something.
