in the morning , they 'll start receiving small rations of food and water and simply wait to recover . or die . my mind wanders to the stash of stolen money that tess and i have hidden . twenty-five hundred notes . enough to feed us for months ... but not enough to buy my family vials of plague medicine . the minutes drag on . i tuck my slingshot away and play a few rounds of rock , paper , scissors with tess

the sheriff is n't supposed to be in the business of making any guesses at all , '' clay says , and starts walking again down the foul line toward third base . '' i would n't think so . '' '' so , who do you think was in the car with brett if it was n't emma ? '' clay asks , looking away from wayne , almost as if he were talking to himself . '' i do n't know who it was , but i 'm reasonably sure it was n't emma

'' what are you searching for in them ? '' henry asked , moving his newspaper off his plate . he sounded deceptively uninterested in the answer , but there was a hard glint in his eyes that belied his apparent disinterest . '' information about his connection to mortmain . information about any other clave members that might have had a connection to mortmain

'' airis , '' i said . '' what are you doing here ? '' but i already knew . moments ago i 'd made my choice and now it was about to become official . '' i 've come to collect your wings . '' shock harpooned through me . '' you 're going to take my
wings