Keeping her voice low, Haley leaned in. “It’s picking people with powers and one of the first is a speedster. I think it’s got a plan.”
I nodded. “Of course, it did. A lot of my calculations are dependent on speed.”
At the same time, my stomach sank. The League’s parents (including mine) were mostly still inside the circle. We did need to find a way to get them out—them and everyone inside.
Something of that thought must have shown in my face (or my smell or the speed of my heartbeat…) because Haley said, “What?” Continue reading Splits: Part 2