Thunderhead (Arc of a Scythe, #2)

by Neal Shusterman

The lights of the city blink for 1.3 seconds. All for the benefit of Greyson Tolliver. To prove beyond a shadow of doubt how much I care, and how heartbroken I would be for all he has suffered, if I had a heart capable of such malfunction.

But Greyson Tolliver does not know. He does not see… because his eyes are shut too tightly to know anything beyond his own anguish.

Now, as he looked, he could see the entire eye was heaving with sea life. Could this be part of Goddard’s endgame? At the sound of beating blades above, they all looked up to see a helicopter. It bypassed them and swooped out over the eye,

“Good,” said Scythe Curie. “It’s going to save the Grandslayers.” They could only hope that it wasn’t too late. Nzinga, who feared