Megan scoffed. Are you forgetting the underground passage from the gazebo to the cabin? A hallway that stretched a few hundred feet, but actually stretched across the country.
Her words bounced around in my mind. The passage from the gazebo on pack lands to the cave under the cabin. A connection. A bridge. I shot up. “Holy shit.”
Toya jolted. “You thought of something.” I nodded. “Did you figure it out?”
I held up my hand and closed my eyes again. “I don’t know.” I pictured what I would need to make this work. I felt a soft push, and the book was back into my hands, opened to a page. I looked down and froze. “What’s this?”
“Your book?” Toya sounded confused.
“No, the page.” I pointed to it, but Toya shrugged.
“That’s the page I was on when you jumped up.” She looked down at the book
