More on this book
Kindle Notes & Highlights
when I heard the horses. Scanning wildly, I knew my life meant nothing unless the treasure was protected. A conquistador’s maniacal cry ripped the air. The glint of a sword flashed; my chest sliced
one pushed my gutted body with his heavy blade. He teased me to the edge of the limestone cliff, then shoved its point through. Smiling, I fell ninety feet before plunging into the water. A car horn startled
the present. I had lived through at least a hundred deaths since the “Outviews” began a year ago. I strained to get up off my bedroom floor, a burning ache in my chest. I was surprised
my best friend, was waiting in the driveway. I dashed out of the house. “Man, you look like hell. What happened?” He greeted me with a concerned look as I climbed into his old Subaru Outback. Kyle was almost two years older than me, but we’d been in the same grade
