The Darkest Legacy (The Darkest Minds, #4)

by Alexandra Bracken

When the familiar voice came over the speakers, I thought my exhausted mind had spun it out of thin air. “—out there, if you’re listening, turn yourself in. Please, Suzume. Turn yourself in.” “Who’s this chump?” Priyanka asked as Roman pulled into an empty rest station parking lot. He turned the engine off, but none of us moved. “You’re a delegate in the Virginia state House, are you not?” I closed my eyes. Of course. Of course he’d gone on Truth Talk Radio. “I am. I’ve had thoughts about resigning, but staying and fighting for the American way is the only thing I can think to do to counteract the evil Suzume has injected into our fragile world.” “Okay, no, seriously, who is this asshole?” I cracked an eye open. Priyanka looked ready to jump through the sound system and strangle someone. Roman had gone stiff, his hands still gripping the wheel. An orange glow from the rest station’s lights filtered through the windshield. “My father,” I said dryly. “Can’t you tell by the love and warmth in his voice?”