Josie nodded. “Yeah, that could make sense.”
Nick set his jaw. “If it’s true,” he said slowly, “if she’s responsible for my brother’s death, she’d better pray she never comes back here.”
3:59 A.M.
“NO!”
There’s a crash and a bang from the kitchen, then the violent sound of breaking glass. Jo runs down the hall to the kitchen and stops short at the door.
Her mom is ripping the kitchen apart. She opens every cupboard, every drawer, and pulls their contents out. She examines everything, then drops them on the floor. She dumps boxes of cereal and pasta on the counter. Canisters of flour, sugar, and who knows what else are poured unceremoniously on the table. Plates and silverware, condiments and tea bags—she’s tearing the room apart.
After every inch of the kitchen has been ravaged, her mom leans on the counter, her back to Jo.
“Mom?” Jo asks.
She doesn’t turn around, just continues to lean on her elbows, head hung low, panting.
“What’s wrong?”
“It’s gone,” she says, her voice little more than a croak. “I’ve lost it.”
“What?” Jo asks gently. She’s never seen her mom like this.
“I put it in the one place no one would look for it. But now . . .” Her mom babbles on like she doesn’t hear anything. “If it’s back there, I . . . we have nothing. It was our future here.”
“Um, okay,” Jo says. “Then we’ll just go back and get it.” She tries to keep the excitement out of her voice.
Her mom swings around suddenly and storms up to Jo, grabbing her fiercely by the shoulders. “We can’t go back. Do you hear me?” She shakes Jo violently. “We can never go back.”
Jo breaks free. “Why not?”
“The explosion,” she says. “Tony’s dead. You said it yourself.”
“Mom, I don’t understand.”
“The experiment was sabotaged and I disappeared with the last of the formula. See?”
Jo stiffens. This is why Nick hates me.
“There will be a warrant out for my arrest,” her mom continues, a panicked look in her eyes. “And the Grid will be after me as well.”
“We’ll fix it. We’ll have him fix it.” I have to go back. I have to explain this to Nick.
Her mom releases her grasp and turns toward the window, planting her hands on the counter. “We cannot go back. Ever.”
Josie was smiling before she even opened her eyes. Short of a dream showing her the way home, this was the best thing that could have happened. She pulled off the sleep mask and calmly climbed out of bed. She knew what Dr. Byrne had lost. And more importantly, she knew where to find it.
For the first time in days, Josie could see the light in the darkness.
FORTY
12:35 P.M.
“AND IT WAS JUST THERE?” NICK ASKED.
Josie smiled. “Yep.”
“In the coffee bin?”
“Smell it.”
Nick held the vial up to his nose and took a guarded sniff. His eyebrows shot up. “Yep, in the coffee bin.”
“Crazy, right?”
“More like amazing. Do you know how many people would kill to have this? The only specimen of my brother’s injectable left in existence?”
Josie looked around the cafeteria to see if anyone was paying attention, then reached out and covered the vial with her hand. “Then let’s keep it on the DL, shall we?”
Nick grinned sheepishly, and slipped the vial into the hip pocket of his cargo pants. “Sorry. I’m a little excited.”
“I know.”
“This is my brother’s legacy. And he died trying to prove it could work.” Nick stared at the table for a moment, fingering his uneaten sandwich, then looked up at Josie. “You’re amazing, you know.”
Josie’s heart hiccupped, but she forced herself not to give in, to let her heart go. “No, I’m not.”
“Yes, you are. Remembering that the canister in your kitchen had tea not coffee? Putting the pieces together. Not many people would have been able to figure out that Dr. Byrne hid the vial in your own kitchen.”
Josie felt a blush creep up her neck and dropped her head to camouflage her embarrassment. “I’m sure anyone would have known. Penelope. Madison.”
At Madison’s name, Nick cocked his head to the side, opened his mouth to say something, then thought the better of it. He picked up his sandwich and took a monstrous bite.
Way to go, Josie.
“Talked to Penelope in first period,” he said, his tone very businesslike as he changed the subject. “She’s going to borrow Mr. Baines’s laser rig and set it up tonight. She wouldn’t tell me what she’s planning, only that it required some ‘tweaking.’ Any idea what she’s working on?”
“Nope.”
Nick shrugged. “Guess we’ll have to just wait and see. Also, I thought I’d take you to Old St. Mary’s after school today.”
Josie dropped her head so Nick couldn’t see her smile. “You don’t have to.”
“I know. I’ll wait in the car if you want, but I thought . . . I don’t know. Maybe you’d like to see her again.”