Page 134 of Stealing Infinity (Stolen Beauty)

“In fact, you don’t really know anyone here. You haven’t been around long enough to hear all the stories.”

Stories? What stories?

To Song, I say, “Maybe you could tell me one?”

She purses her lips, as though trying to decide. After a moment, she says, “We’ll talk later. Soon, okay? There is something I want to tell you. But not today.”

“You know where to find me.” I shrug.

That is, if I don’t disappear.

Song pushes her thumb to the keypad, and a second later the door springs open. I’m halfway down the hall when she calls after me. I turn, a look of trepidation worn plain on my face. But she just smiles sadly and says, “Thanks.”