Page 85 of Tag (The Golden Team #9)

Aponi

M aybe he knows who my Mom is. What if he knows we hid her where no one will find her.

Tag’s jaw clenched. “He’s playing the long game.”

“And Chimera…” I said, heart pounding now. “That wasn’t just a codeword. It’s a mythological hybrid—something that pretends to be one thing, but is really many. That’s what this is. Graves may be a monster, but I don’t think he’s the one building the beast.”

I sat up in bed, wrapping the sheet around me. “We need to find out who is .”

Tag stood too, grabbing his jeans. “And we’re going to tear them down, piece by piece.”

Before I could answer, there was a knock at the door.

Faron’s voice came through. “You’re gonna want to see this.”