Terminal by Kathy Reichs

Author:Kathy Reichs
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Young Readers Group
Published: 2015-02-17T05:00:00+00:00

Cole Gordon bro-hugged Speckman, smirking down at us from the catwalk.

A greasy carpet of potato-chip crumbs covered his brown T-shirt and wrinkled khaki cargo shorts.

“’Sup, dudes.” Cole winked a blazing red eye, his former glassy, vacant look long gone. “Missed you at the dorm today. How come you don’t visit anymore?”

Hi squeezed his lids shut. “We are the dumbest people alive.”

I couldn’t disagree.

Twice this punk had stood right in front of me, and played me like a violin. Belatedly, I remembered the tribal prints dotting Cole’s dorm room. His sculpture class. How Chance said Speckman didn’t possess the skill to create the wolf-head carvings at Fort Sumter. I cursed the tunnel vision that made me overlook the Trinity’s resident artist.

Cole leaned his elbows on the railing with evident satisfaction. “Willie told me folks would come by looking for him. I didn’t think so, but he was right. Like always.”

“Where’s Jordan?” I couldn’t keep the sulk from my voice. “Off tonight?”

Speckman and Cole looked at each other, then burst out laughing. “Probably sleeping at his mom’s house, dreaming of baseball stats or something.”

I hesitated, thrown. “He’s not Viral.”

Speckman shook his head, addressed me like a particularly slow child. “No, Tory, he is not. Our other packmate prefers to remain anonymous for now.”

My mind raced. Who was the third? At this point, I no longer trusted my instincts.

I’d been so wrong about everything thus far. So dangerously foolish.

An image strobed in my brain—the memory I’d stolen from Jordan’s mind.

The girl in a Bolton Prep uniform. With Speckman, the day he borrowed camping gear.

Equipment used for the trap out on Loggerhead. She was there.

I took a shot. “I already know who she is.”

Speckman chuckled. “I really doubt it, Tory.”

Cole shook his head, scarlet eyes glittering. “She does not like you, though! Whoa boy! That’d be a catfight I’d pay—”

Speckman elbowed Cole in the ribs. “Nice going, dope. You just confirmed she’s a girl.”

A guilty look flashed across Cole’s face, but it faded quickly. “Oh well. Still fifty percent of the population to guess from!”

So it’s not Jason either. That’s something, at least.

Which left Ashley or Madison. Suddenly, all the evidence tilted one way.

“Tell Ashley she can come out. It’s time for this BS to end.”

“Ah-ah-ah!” Cole waggled his finger theatrically. “No more hints.”

I’ve had enough of this. Ben strode for the ladder, rage billowing from him in waves.

Shelton pumped a fist. Get ’em, Ben.

I wouldn’t wanna be those guys right now, Hi sent. They’re toast.

“Damn straight.” Chance followed Ben to the ladder.

“That’s close enough,” Speckman barked, as Ben placed a foot on the bottom riser. “Another step, and we’ll walk out and seal this door. How long would you like to stay in here?”

Ben’s jaw clenched, but he took a step back. “Cowards.”

Speckman shrugged. “Be a tough guy all you want. You’re still dancing to my tune.”

“We figured y’all out,” Shelton yelled up at the insufferable pair. “Found this hidey-hole. You’re not as smart as you think.”

Speckman chuckled again. “Sure took your time. We left enough clues.

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