Kale nods. “A telepath.”
“A telepath?” I ask. “Who?”
“ Probably one who works for the government,” X says. “He must be probing the captured Keepers’ minds. Did he sense you, Kale?”
“No. I’m pretty sure he didn’t. I got out as quick ly as I could.”
X curses. “You can’t use your telepathy to locate anyone. We don’t know who’s captured.”
“What about my parents?” Kale asks.
X shakes his head. “Not unless we know for a fact they’re safe.”
I swallow. Kale’s face is as white as paper.
X motions for us to continue down the steps to the subway. “Let’s get to that house.”
We reach the last step and stop before the turnstiles. We don’t have metro cards. Kale walks over to the woman in the booth and narrows his eyes. She smiles warmly before opening the door to let us through. Kale thanks her and we run down the stairs to the platform.
Many people are around, waiting for the subway. They don’t pay attention to us.
I rub my gurgling stomach. “I’m hungry. Too bad we didn’t grab snacks.”
X turns to me. “How can you think about food right now?”
“It’s my stomach…”
Kale slaps my back. “Don’t worry. We’ll have plenty of food when we join the others.”
“Is it a long ride?” I ask.
“ Not sure. I guess?”
That sucks. I slide down to the ground and cross my legs. Kale joins me while X stands near us, leaning his right shoulder against the wall. This place is really dirty and it stinks, but whatever. We’ve got bigger issues.
I can’t believe this is happening, Kale says in my mind. He stares at the space in front of him. The Keepers of Justice are done. And for no damn reason. My parents didn’t kill anyone. Who the hell were those people dressed up as them?
Blades? I ask.
Who knows? X says. Whoever they were, they have the same abilities as Samson and Cindy. Someone desperately wants to take the League down.
So it was the Blades , I say.
X shakes his head. The Blades aren’t the only villains who want the League destroyed .
He’s got a good point. It could be anyone.
Kale looks around. We need to talk verbally, guys. Some people are watching us .
We do, talking about actresses we think are hot, games we love. After a bit, the people turn around. We continue talking and fake-laughing until the subway comes. We board it and stand, since it’s packed.
Kale , X says. Do you sense anyone else here? League mates?
No .
I’m holding on to the bar and squeeze it to prevent my hand from trembling. Kale smiles and starts discussing the latest movie we watched. I glance around. No one seems to be paying attention to us, but many keep checking the time. Some twiddle their fingers and shake their legs. They must be terrified about what’s going on. Probably want to get off this subway and go home to their families.
A group of businessmen and women are talking about the attack. The guys and I pretend to not be interested, when really our ears are perked.
“I just won’t believe this,” one man says. “The Keepers of Justice have been my idols ever since I was a little kid. I can’t accept what they’re saying about them.”
“Josh,” a woman says. “We all saw it on the news.”
He sighs, shaking his head.
That’s how the rest of the ride is, with people trying to understand what happened. X’s hands curl into fists, and Kale yells telepathically for him to quit it. I rest my forehead against the metal bar and close my eyes. Maybe when I wake up, all of this will be over.
Chapter Four
We’re off the subway. Hardly any people are around, which makes the place very dark and spooky. Especially since most houses have their lights off.
“The safe house is far from here,” Kale says. “Stretch’s mom said we need to take a bus.” He looks up at the sign near us. “This should be the right bus number.”
X nods. “One’s a few blocks down, heading this way. We need a metro card.” He motions toward the