Chapter 60 Chapter

"Well, if there's one thing Harper taught me about myself, it's that I'm quite good at crawling out of pits," I insisted. "Yes," he nodded. "I am finding that you are quite good at many things, Megan Garrick." I looked at him sharply, my eyes widening. "But I am not...." He cut me off, his voice firm. "Our blood, our father's blood, runs through your veins and he speaks through you just as he speaks through Harper or me. Megan Walden is very much dead and I will not mourn her. You are a Garrick now. Our battle is your battle. Our enemy is your enemy. Don't forget that. Even when faced with the unthinkable, hold onto your strength, hold onto your family and don't ever, ever waver." I let the name roll over inside my head, taking a small stab of pleasure from the way it sounded and what's more, I knew it was true. I was a Garrick. I felt it. "Now," he said. "Only one question remains." "Which is what?" He pulled the car off roads and headed into a s