Chapter 26

I close my eyes briefly. “Dad.” 

Dad ignores my warning completely, because he’s my father and therefore genetically incapable of leaving anything alone when he can turn it into strategy. 

“Tell him,” he says, nodding at Locke. 

I exhale. “It’s not a party trick.” 

“No,” Dad says. “It’s a weapon. And right now, we need one.” 

Locke looks from him to me. “What is?” 

“Well,” I say. “I – I remember things.”