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“Yes. Tessa, it’s me,” the ghost replies.
She grabs my hand and yanks me into the shadows, sending a fearful look towards the house. “Keep your voice down. We don’t have long.”
“I’m sorry, I know this is a lot, but there isn’t time to explain. Meet me tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow, two o’clock. There’s a pub in Hackney called the Two Hearts. I’ll be there. I’ll explain everything, I swear.”
“But Tessa, you can’t tell anyone,” Wren whispers urgently. “Not even Saint. Especially not Saint. Promise me.”
“You can’t tell. Promise me! Please.”
“It’ll all make sense.”
What—or who—has she been hiding from? What the hell is going on?
What happened to you, Wren? What the hell have you put us through?
“Huge? It’s going to change the face of modern medicine,” Saint enthuses.
families who won’t have to watch their loved ones slip away from them, but beyond that, the roads it opens up for treating other neurological diseases…”
Priya laughs. “You have your own office now.” “I do?” I gasp in excitement.
On one condition: You keep the plants alive,” she adds with a grin.
the one where Wren has been alive all this time. Was she in hiding? How did she disappear so thoroughly? Why would she stay away so long?
She was scared. In trouble, somehow? But why the secrecy, the wig and disguise?
we can focus on issues right here in England: drug rehabilitation, food banks, the less sexy charity goals.”
you’ll see, I’m only trying to protect you. All of it was to protect you.”
You see, a few weeks after I got back from Oxford, I started getting threatening letters.”
“They had photos, Tessa. Surveillance of you, at that nonprofit job you were working. Out running in the mornings. They drew a bullseye on the photo.”
“There’s something I didn’t tell you, something that happened when I was in Oxford…”
I hate to bring you into this, but I can’t stay silent, not when you’re with him now.”
“It was my research, at Ashford Pharma. I stumbled across something I should never have seen. It’s the Alzheimer’s drug, Tessa,”
“The results from the trials were all faked. The drugs don’t work.”
For all we know, he could be behind what happened to me.”
It’s not safe, Tessie,” she pleads. “He’s not safe.”
I hate keeping secrets from him, especially something this big, that affects his life and family, too.
“Everything about you is unexpected, Tessa Peterson.”
small bird pendant,
bejeweled with diamonds and emeralds.
“The bird is for Wren,” he says softly. “So you can carry her with you, always.”
“The raw datasets,” Wren replies, pacing restlessly. “Trials like this produce a massive quantity of data.
“You really are alike, you and your sister. Staying when you should have run. Trusting, when you already know it’s too late.”
my mother purses her lips in distaste. “If she’d been better at her job, then none of this would have happened.”
“Of course I knew,” she spits back at me, glaring. “Who do you think has been stuck cleaning up your father’s mess?
Robert explodes
“If your girlfriend hadn’t started digging around, if that sister of hers had just stayed dead, then none of this would be a problem!”
He knows Wren is alive. Instinctively, I pull out my gun, and level it at my brother.
“How did you get that shoulder injury, Robert?” I demand quietly.
And then I see it, the flicker in Robert’s gaze. Tessa.
“Hugh took her. A half-hour ago! She’s in the cellars there!”
