Chapter 43

"They're going to find me, Rook. I'm a tired old man, running doesn't suit me. Listen...I know I've been a ghost. But, Lex, that school...those kids. They...they ain't...natural. Archimedes doesn't even exist anymore. Run, take her and run. Meet me..."

Weston's last voice message ended. The first time I'd heard from him in years. I started to think he faked his own death, moved to that island he'd always yell about, drunk in the cruiser working a double. I would nod my head like a dipping bird, waiting for the finale of the rant. Caught up wasn't Weston's style, he could swim upstream in a river of shit, schmooze and bribe all the gatekeepers. Whatever they had on him was deep and unearthed a devastating secret he couldn't ignore...