Once onboard, I sort through the weapons with Jonas, my eyebrows rising at the explosives inside. “You never know.” He shrugs. “Jonas, this is enough to blow up a city,” I say carefully, knowing he’s always a little unhinged, but since Nova has disappeared, he’s become very unhinged. “Good.” He nods. I share a look with Isaac but shrug. Jonas is good with explosives. He won’t blow us up, right?
