“Where is there?” Tessa said. “Why do they have to be so secretive about everything? It’s not like we’re Elgen.” “Please don’t say that,” the man in the front passenger seat of the van said. It was the first time he’d spoken since we’d started driving. “Say what . . . Elgen?” Tessa said, deliberately using the word. “You never know who is listening,” the man said. Tessa groaned. “If someone was listening to us they would have already died of boredom.”
