Chapter 55

Maria whirled around to face him. Her hands came to rest on his shoulders, holding him still. The tremors in her fingers vibrated through his shirt, which scared him more than a little. She, however, seemed oblivious.

“People are afraid of Strike for reasons,” she said. “Do you really think I would have risked your health by bringing you behind the borders if I didn’t think it was worse on the other side?”

“My health is fine.”

“Because we’ve been lucky.”

Her fingers dug into his shoulders painfully, but he was too frozen to break away. “The doctors said—”

“Dr. Keyes said what we asked him to say. But you need to know the truth now, whether I like it or not.”

Dread settled in his stomach, a stony, sickening weight. “What truth?”

“That your heart was never going to be strong enough for Strike. And they would have killed you if we hadn’t run away.”

“You said Strike paid for all my operations when I was a baby.”