Timepiece (Hourglass 2)

I could hear Lily from across the room, her voice low and insistent, as she gave Teague the information she wanted.

I dug my thumb into Jack’s cheekbone, and pushed back harder. I saw memories he’d taken from Ava, Emerson, Michael, even Lily. Some things I was glad to see. Others not as much. Deciding what to share with Jack’s victims was going to be a long and painful process.

Even so, I took it all.

Once I was certain I had everything I needed, I let him go. I had my parent’s memories, and now I could have my revenge.

I stared at him, helpless on the floor, for what felt like an eternity. I wondered if taking other people’s memories away from him would leave him with the same kind of empty blackness he caused. I could only hope.

I used my cast arm to slam his head into the floor.

“Have we met our end of the bargain?” I asked, cautiously approaching Lily and Teague.

Teague watched Lily begin the process of shutting down the Skroll. “Yes.”

Lily’s face was carefully composed.

“I’d just started to figure this out earlier,” she began, after looking to Teague for permission. When she got it, she continued. “I touched every inch of every map in the Skroll, every corner of the whole world. I’d started to believe that the Infinityglass wasn’t real, and then something hit me. I stopped looking at maps and started looking through all the information.”

“Lily discovered the one thing that has eluded seekers for a century.” Teague took it from Lily and slipped it under her arm. “The Infinityglass isn’t a thing.”

Now Lily held my gaze. “The Infinityglass is a person. I told Teague how sorry I was that I couldn’t help her anymore. Since I can only find things.”

“Thank you for the information, Lily. Should I need you again, I know where I can find you. And don’t worry. I’ll take care of this, for all of us.” Teague looked down on an unconscious Jack with a wicked smile.

Lily and I walked out of the clock tower together.

Chapter 54

Lily held my right hand as I approached my mom’s room. Dad was on my left side. His simmering hope was encouraging and distracting.

“What if it doesn’t work?” My greatest fear.

“It will,” Dad said. “You restored me.”

“He’s right.” Lily squeezed my hand. “You gave memories back to both of us. It will work.”

The early morning sun shone through the octagonal window at the top of the stairs. I hadn’t slept all night. Dune, Nate, and Ava had regrouped, and were out searching for Michael and Emerson. No one was ready to give up hope.

They couldn’t be dead.

“Are you coming with me?” I asked Lily. Her grandmother had been caught in a freak snowstorm in North Carolina. Lily’s Abi always said that if she was supposed to drive in snow, she wouldn’t have been born on a tropical island. I hoped to escape the convo where Lily filled Abi in on the latest happenings.

“This is between you and your parents. I’m going to be right here, though, saying prayers and thinking good thoughts, with everything I have crossed.” She squeezed my hand again.

“Are you ready?” Dad asked.

I nodded. Lily leaned against the wall, waiting.

We went in. Mom had lost weight while she’d been in the coma. Her black hair was shot with silver now. I couldn’t wait to see her reaction to it when she woke up. If she woke up. She’d never been vain, even though she was beautiful, but I had the feeling the gray hair was going to be a shock, and not the only one.

What was she going to think about her tatted-up and pierced son?

Dad shut the door behind us. “Are you ready?”

“As I’ll ever be.”

“Even if you revive her, you realize that much of her memory could be fragmented.”