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told
me as we stepped out onto a sidewalk and back
underneath the lights of the lampposts. “I knew from
the beginning that Vladislav was going to tel us the
truth.”
“You can tel if each other are lying.” Wow. It was
like he had his own little lie detector built into him. Too
bad it didn’t work on beautiful, bright green-eyed,
Keepers. “Although Vladislav never did get around to
saying how we can get my mom out of The
Underworld.”
“I have a hunch….though,” he said as Adessa’s red
brick building came into view, “that there just might be
someone else that we can talk to about getting her out
of there. And maybe now that we know Jocelyn is
alive, he might be more on board with rescuing her.”
I tilted my head to the side, confused as I looked up
at him. “Who?”
“Alex,” he said.
The gravel speckling the parking lot crunched
underneath our shoes, fil ing up the silence. I stared at
Laylen like he had to be joking, but then he met my
eyes, and I realized he was absolutely, one-hundred
percent serious.
“You think Alex knows how to get my mom out of
The Underworld,” I said, making sure that’s what we
were talking about here. Because I had talked to Alex
about my mother before and whether or not she could
stil be alive, and he had said there was a slim chance
that she could be. Never did he ever mention that
there was a way to get people out of The Underworld.
Yeah, he might not have known my mom was alive—
although I wouldn’t put it past him if he did—but if he
knew a way to rescue someone from The Underworld,
he should have said so. But I guess this was Alex , so
why was I so surprised.
“ H e might know something,” Laylen stressed.
“Since Stephan’s his father and was the one who was
in charge of sentencing people to The Underworld, he
may have told Alex a way to get down there without
being yanked down through the lake."
“So you don’t know for sure if he does.” I frowned,
disappointed. “You’re just guessing.”
He nodded. “But I think for now, he’s probably our
best bet…because I think I just eliminated al of my
other options.”
“If we can get the truth out of him,” I muttered.
Laylen nodded in agreement. Honestly, though, I
wondered if tel ing Alex what we had found out tonight
would do more bad than good. I mean, for one thing
that would require us to explain to him how we
received the information, which in turn would result in
a ful on freak out on Alex’s part. And most of his freak
out would probably be directed at Laylen. I knew
Laylen could deal with it and everything, but it didn’t
mean he should have to. He already helped me out
enough, so why make him pay more.
Besides, I wasn’t sure if Alex could be trusted stil .
His story of what had happened back at the cabin
seemed off. For al I knew what real y could have
happened was that the memory erasing rock couldn’t
erase my memory and so Stephan had put Alex in
charge to keep an eye on me until he found an
alternative way to extract my memory.
As I went back and forth with what I thought we
should do with the “tel ing Alex dilemma,” a set of
headlights flashed across the parking lot, and Laylen
quickly hid us behind a black Mazda. A car pul ed into
the parking lot and parked. Then two people climbed
out of the car; a short, round man and a thin, tal
woman wearing neon pink high heels that clicked
loudly against the ground as the two of them walked
toward a tan brick building that was right next to
Adessa’s house.
“Are they vampires?” I whispered to Laylen.
He shook his head slowly. “I don’t think so...”
We waited until the people had disappeared
around the corner of the building before stepping out
from behind the Mazda. We made the rest of the walk
hurriedly. The rest of our conversation consisted of
creating a plan for what we should tel everyone
happened to my neck, because I was sure they were
going
me as we stepped out onto a sidewalk and back
underneath the lights of the lampposts. “I knew from
the beginning that Vladislav was going to tel us the
truth.”
“You can tel if each other are lying.” Wow. It was
like he had his own little lie detector built into him. Too
bad it didn’t work on beautiful, bright green-eyed,
Keepers. “Although Vladislav never did get around to
saying how we can get my mom out of The
Underworld.”
“I have a hunch….though,” he said as Adessa’s red
brick building came into view, “that there just might be
someone else that we can talk to about getting her out
of there. And maybe now that we know Jocelyn is
alive, he might be more on board with rescuing her.”
I tilted my head to the side, confused as I looked up
at him. “Who?”
“Alex,” he said.
The gravel speckling the parking lot crunched
underneath our shoes, fil ing up the silence. I stared at
Laylen like he had to be joking, but then he met my
eyes, and I realized he was absolutely, one-hundred
percent serious.
“You think Alex knows how to get my mom out of
The Underworld,” I said, making sure that’s what we
were talking about here. Because I had talked to Alex
about my mother before and whether or not she could
stil be alive, and he had said there was a slim chance
that she could be. Never did he ever mention that
there was a way to get people out of The Underworld.
Yeah, he might not have known my mom was alive—
although I wouldn’t put it past him if he did—but if he
knew a way to rescue someone from The Underworld,
he should have said so. But I guess this was Alex , so
why was I so surprised.
“ H e might know something,” Laylen stressed.
“Since Stephan’s his father and was the one who was
in charge of sentencing people to The Underworld, he
may have told Alex a way to get down there without
being yanked down through the lake."
“So you don’t know for sure if he does.” I frowned,
disappointed. “You’re just guessing.”
He nodded. “But I think for now, he’s probably our
best bet…because I think I just eliminated al of my
other options.”
“If we can get the truth out of him,” I muttered.
Laylen nodded in agreement. Honestly, though, I
wondered if tel ing Alex what we had found out tonight
would do more bad than good. I mean, for one thing
that would require us to explain to him how we
received the information, which in turn would result in
a ful on freak out on Alex’s part. And most of his freak
out would probably be directed at Laylen. I knew
Laylen could deal with it and everything, but it didn’t
mean he should have to. He already helped me out
enough, so why make him pay more.
Besides, I wasn’t sure if Alex could be trusted stil .
His story of what had happened back at the cabin
seemed off. For al I knew what real y could have
happened was that the memory erasing rock couldn’t
erase my memory and so Stephan had put Alex in
charge to keep an eye on me until he found an
alternative way to extract my memory.
As I went back and forth with what I thought we
should do with the “tel ing Alex dilemma,” a set of
headlights flashed across the parking lot, and Laylen
quickly hid us behind a black Mazda. A car pul ed into
the parking lot and parked. Then two people climbed
out of the car; a short, round man and a thin, tal
woman wearing neon pink high heels that clicked
loudly against the ground as the two of them walked
toward a tan brick building that was right next to
Adessa’s house.
“Are they vampires?” I whispered to Laylen.
He shook his head slowly. “I don’t think so...”
We waited until the people had disappeared
around the corner of the building before stepping out
from behind the Mazda. We made the rest of the walk
hurriedly. The rest of our conversation consisted of
creating a plan for what we should tel everyone
happened to my neck, because I was sure they were
going
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