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sick,” she says. “So I had to run. There’s still no cure.”
    “Where are you running?” I ask.
    “As far as I can before I go down,” she says.
    “No,” I say. “No, Indie. Go back. They’ll find a cure. And you might have the old version of the illness. Maybe they can help you.” I can’t believe I’m telling her to do this, but what other choice is there?
    She’s not going to listen to me.
    “No,” she says. “It’s the mutation.”
    “You can’t be certain,” I tell her.
    “I can,” she says. “I’ve got red marks around my back. It hurts, Ky. So I’m running.” She laughs. “Or flying, you could say. I took a ship from the Pilot.”
    I’m saying her name, over and over again, trying to stop her.
Indie, Indie, Indie.
    “Even when I hated you, I liked your voice,” she says.
    “Indie—” I say one more time, but she doesn’t let me go on.
    “Am I the best pilot you’ve ever seen?” she asks.
    She is.
    “I am,” she says, and I can tell from her voice that she’s smiling. She’s always so beautiful when she smiles.
    “Remember how I used to think the Pilot would come on the water?” Indie asks. “Because my mother sang me that song.” Then Indie’s singing it for me, her voice strong and plain. “
Any day her boat might fly /Across the waves and to the shore.”
A pause. “I thought she might be trying to tell me that I could be the Pilot someday. So I built the boat and tried to escape.”
    “Turn around,” I tell Indie. “Go back. Let them hook you up to keep you alive.”
    “I don’t
want
to die,” Indie says. “Either they’ll shoot me down or I’ll get somewhere I can land and then I’m going to
run
until I can’t anymore. Don’t you understand? I’m not giving up. I’m just running until the end. I can’t go back again.”
    And now I don’t know what to say.
    “He’s not the Pilot,” Indie tells me. “I know that now.” She breathes out shakily. “Remember when I thought
you
were the Pilot?”
    “Yes,” I say.
    “Do you know who the Pilot
really
is?” Indie asks.
    “Of course,” I say. “You do, too.”
    She catches her breath and for a moment I think she might be crying. When she speaks I hear the tears in her voice, but I can also tell she’s smiling again. “It
is
me,” she says.
    “Yes,” I say. “Of course it is.”
    For a little while there is silence.
    “I think you kissed me back,” she says.
    “I did,” I say.
    I’m not sorry anymore.
    When Indie kissed me, I felt all her pain and longing and want. It cut me up to know how she felt and to know how much I loved her, too, but not in a way that could work. The way I feel about Indie is an understanding so painful and elemental that it would tear me apart.
    The strange thing is that what she felt for me held her together.
    I could do for her what Cassia does for me. I knew that and it’s why I kissed Indie back.
    It feels as though I’m running with her—I see moments from her life. Water filling a boat in Sonoma as the Officials sink it before her. Her triumphant run down the river to the Rising that didn’t save her. Our kiss. A flight, a landing, a run, step after step after step, running when anyone else would go still—
    Then nothing but black.
    Or maybe it was red.

CHAPTER 37
    XANDER
    O ker,” Leyna says, “the sorters have made a new list for you.”
    “Another one?” Oker asks. “Put it over there.” He gestures to one end of the long table.
    In theory, Oker needs the lists from the sorters because their input is valuable. The sorters try to discover which factors are most likely to contribute to the immunity. Oker has to figure out what that means in the real world. If eating some kind of plant seems to be a factor, what component of the plant is it that’s important? How do you put that into a cure? In what concentration? The collaboration is supposed to save everyone time and increase the chances that we’ll find an effective cure quickly.
    But Oker never seems inclined to drop what he’s doing and read through the list right away. I know how hard Cassia has been working on sifting through the information. It’s valuable. I clear my throat to say something but Leyna speaks first.
    “You need to look at it,” Leyna tells him. “The sorters have been through all the data again with the latest information from the infirmary and from your own observations. They’ve modeled the likelihood that each of these ingredients could effectively

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