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was too fast. Too fast.” Danny sits back down and reloads the game. “Let’s race!” he says.

“I’m done for now, Danny,” Finn says. “I have to go.”

He walks with me into the other room, and then puts his hand on my arm. He lowers his voice and asks, “What was all that about?”

I sigh. “The car that almost hit me was a blue car,” I say. “And he knows Ben’s dad drives a blue car, because Ben’s driven it here before. In his mind that means from now on, anyone with a blue car kills people.”

“And Ben drives a truck.”

“Yeah.” I fold one leg under me as I start to sink down into the couch. I freeze halfway down and I’m sure I look comical for a moment, before I shake my head and finish sitting.

“What?” Finn’s too clever to have missed that.

“It’s nothing. Stupid.” I paste a smile on my face, but my stomach is suddenly in a knot.

Finn crouches down in front of me, raising my chin with his fingers. “What, Jessa?”

I almost forget to answer him. His face is very close, and my eyes slide down to his lips, like they’re beyond my control.

“Jessa—what?”

I take a deep breath. “Ben’s truck broke down on Monday.”

Finn’s eyes widen. “So he could have been in his dad’s car?”

I dismiss that outright. “No, he said his dad needed the car. He even canceled a date because of it. He couldn’t have been driving—I would have seen him.”

“It all happened very fast, Jessa,” Finn points out.

“This is Ben we’re talking about.”

“I know. And you wouldn’t necessarily have noticed him, because you weren’t looking for him.”

“What are you saying, Finn?”

“I’m saying, maybe he was looking for you.”

22

Accusations and Assignments

It’s Saturday night, but I’m not out having a social life. Instead, I took a pain pill for my shoulder that put me to sleep and now I’m sitting on the edge of Mario’s desk in our classroom, swinging my legs back and forth and trying really hard not to roll my eyes as Finn speaks.

“Because of some new information,” he says, “we think it might be Ben.”

“Ben. Hmmm.” Mario’s eyes meet Rudy’s, and they both look concerned. We’re having a full meeting tonight, to consider what Finn calls the new development.

“Finn thinks it might be Ben,” I correct him. “He potentially could have been driving a blue car on Monday, but that’s pretty far-fetched.”

“And he doesn’t have an alibi,” Finn supplies.

“Yes, he does,” I refute. “He said his dad took the car to work.”

“He said,” Finn reminds me. “And we do know he’s got motive,” he continues. “I’m sure he’s not exactly thrilled to have me here.”

“No,” Rudy agrees. “I would imagine he’s not.”

Mario taps his chin thoughtfully. “We can’t rule him out as a possibility.” His eyes are staring off somewhere in the distance, as if he can see all the multitude of unrolling possible futures branching off every choice and diverting factor.

“He wouldn’t hurt anyone,” I assert vehemently. “I know Ben. He’s not like that.”

“It’s possible that Ben is being influenced,” Mario says. “Travelers—particularly seasoned ones—know exactly how to set off a subtle chain of events to achieve a desired goal.”

“Could someone influence him to borrow his father’s car and drive across a bridge that’s been closed for decades?” Finn asks.

“They couldn’t,” I answer through gritted teeth, “especially if he wasn’t in the car.”

“When I talk about influence, I mean that Ben might be unknowingly providing information to the Traveler who’s targeting Jessa,” Mario says. “Someone does seem to have information regarding her whereabouts.”

“Is it possible that Ben is the Traveler?” Finn asks.

“I’ve already looked into anyone who deals with Jessa on a day-to-day basis,” Rudy explains. “If there were another Traveler among them, I would have been informed. We’ve put the word out and so far, no Dreamer has claimed ownership of a rogue Traveler.”

“You all need to get this out of your heads,” I say. “Ben’s not a Traveler, and he’s not a killer.”

“You trust him.” Mario makes it a statement, not a question.

“Yes.” I am firm on this. But a look at Finn says he’s not so sure.

“Perhaps Finn isn’t being entirely unbiased,” Rudy says, eyeing him shrewdly.

“Ya think?” I snark.

Finn glares at me in response. “I’m looking at every option, Jessa.” He leans sullenly against the wall.

“We should investigate a little more thoroughly,” Rudy suggests.

Mario nods. “Agreed.”

“She needs someone closer at hand,” Rudy says thoughtfully. “Perhaps I should make accommodations for Finn to join her at school.”

“You can do that?” I ask.

“We can set events into motion and arrange it,” Rudy says. “Just as I arranged his arrival here in the first place.”

“Then I can keep a closer eye on you,” Finn says. “And Ben, too.”

“You’re wasting your time with Ben,” I say again.

“We just want to observe the situation,” Mario says placatingly. “In the meantime, I’ve got your first assignment.”

“Really?” I brighten instantly.

“She’s not really at the top of her game,” Finn says, frowning.

“This is an easy one,” Mario assures him. “A minor adjustment. She won’t be gone more than ten minutes.”

“It’s just as well,” Rudy says. “Finn, you and I have some follow-up to discuss.”

Finn’s not listening, so Rudy gently clears his throat.

“Sorry,” Finn mumbles, pushing off the wall where he’d been leaning. He gives me one last look over his shoulder before he follows Rudy out the red door.

Mario gestures for me to take a seat at a desk as the whiteboard shimmers to life behind him. A scene appears—like I’m watching a movie. It’s a park with lots of grass and benches, walking trails, and a fountain in the background.

“Where is that?” I ask.

“Arizona again,” he says.

“Arizona has grass?”

“In places. It’s not all desert, you know.” He leans back against his desk. “So, Jessa, are you ready for your first assignment?”

“I guess. You said it won’t take long, right?”

“It’s not difficult. Just a routine reroute.”

“So what do I do?”

He turns back to the scene to gesture toward a girl with curly brown hair,

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