As that final word echoed out between us, I stifled a gasp.Crap.I'd said way more than I'd originally planned, especially that last part.
Beyond embarrassed, I turned away, intending to march into my bedroom and get packing – not because I planned to leave with Jack Ward, but because Ihadto pack regardless of where I was going.
Andthis, in a roundabout way, was Jack's fault, too. I mean, yeah, my situation sucked, but now any chance of staying, even for one more night was completely out the window – just like my druggie roommate, assuming Jack was right.
As all of these thoughts swirled in my head, I stomped away, only to pause halfway to my bedroom when it suddenly struck me that I'd never received a full explanation.
I whirled back to face him and said, "Hah! I bet you think you think you're getting off the hook."
He was standing in the same spot, eyeing me with an expression that I couldn’t quite decipher. "What hook?" he said.
With renewed determination, I marched back to him and said, "The explanation. You owe me the rest."
"The rest?"
"Yes. You said you'd tell me where Flynn was –"
"Which I did."
I gave him a stiff smile. "Just so know, you didn't actually. But hey, I can figure out for myself that he's probably at this so-called island."
"Which he is. Or will be shortly."
"Fine, whatever. But you never told me the other half."
"What other half?"
As if he didn't know."You were going to tell me where Flynn wasandwhy you couldn't tell me sooner." I made a vague waving motion with my hands. "Unless you were pulling that seventeen-minute thing out of thin air."
"Which I wasn't."
We'll see about that.
I gave him an expectant look and waited.
"All right," he finally said. "The reason I didn't tell you sooner was because they were still within cell reach."
I didn't get it. "What?"
"I knew the flight path," he said.
Istillwasn't following. "So?"
"So I knew they'd be out of normal cell range at nine forty-five." He glanced at his watch. "Meaning now."
Huh?
I'd been trying to contact Anna for hours, but that was beside the point. I still didn't know what exactly he was getting at. "So?" I said yet again.
"So if you didn't know Flynn's destination, you couldn’t tell it to your sister." He gave a tight shrug. "But now youcan'tblab, because she's out of range."
Blab? Seriously?I'd read all of Jack's books, multiple times. Nowhere in any of them did the word "blab" appear. And regardless of what he thought, Iwasn'ta blabber.
Through gritted teeth, I said, "So let me get this straight. You didn't tell me because you thought I'd ruin the surprise for my only sister?"
"You might've."
I was beyond insulted."But why would I do that?"
