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to Blake.
    On the side of the big building was a bush, behind which was a small grate that led into a crawl space under the floorboards of the building’s basement. Blake entered it, thanking the darkness for shielding him from seeing the spiders and rats and the confines of the claustrophobic space. He inched across the dirt until he came to a trapdoor outlined in pale light from above.
    When he emerged, Blake stood inside a cavernous space, filled floor to ceiling with crates and boxes and the glowing of distant lights through those colored windows, and from candles at the room’s end.
    “Peck,” he whispered, though he could see no one there. “It’s Blake. Jo sent me.”
    “Come in, my friend, come in.” The voice echoed across the space, bouncing off the high ceilings and through the maze of crates stacked fifteen feet high in haphazard rows.
    “It’s hard to see,” Blake said, and as soon as he had, Peck appeared from between the boxes, holding a candlestick in one hand and a book in the other.
    “You’ll get used to it,” Peck said, and he tucked the book under his arm to shake Blake’s filthy hand. “You look hungry. Let’s eat.”
    At the edge of the room was a podium on a raised stage, and beside it was a row of chairs. Blake sat in one, brushing the dirt off his clothes and skin, and Peck brought him a loaf of bread, which they split.
    “Jo brings me plenty of food,” Peck said. “From all over town. So eat as much as you’d like.” The way Peck said it made Blake glance down at himself and wonder how much weight he’d lost since they last met.
    “The new girl—” Blake began.
    “I know,” Peck said.
    “I heard her conversation with Logan last night—well, part of it. Before everything went down. They just met, Peck, but she’s dangerous.”
    “We’ll keep an eye on her too,” Peck said.
    Blake took a deep breath. “That’s the thing, Peck. I’m not so sure—”
    Peck stopped him right there. “Eat first,” he said. “We have all night to talk.” And Peck opened the book to a page his thumb had held and read while Blake ate.
    “Where’d you get that?” Blake asked, chewing the bread. You couldn’t buy printed books anymore in Spokie, and everyone just read on tablets and screens, if they read at all.
    “From here,” Peck said. “These crates are filled with them. All pre-Unity, from what I can tell.”
    “This is a warehouse for . . . books?”
    “Yes. Banned, I gather . . . I’ve yet to recognize any.”
    “Why?” Blake asked, his mouth full. “What’s in ’em?”
    “Lots of things.” Peck sighed. “But it’s hard to tell which really happened and which were made up.”
    “Listen. About last night,” Blake said, unable to let go of the guilty feeling that was nagging him. “I know I should have pounced earlier . . . I know I shouldn’t have waited for school to start. I tried to do it the weekend before . . . like we planned . . . I just . . . he was doing that sweep thing he does around the house, and I . . . I chickened out. I failed. I’m . . . I’m sorry . . .”
    Peck was quiet for a moment. His expression was calm. “Back up,” he said patiently. “Tell me everything you’ve learned since we last met.”
    “Not much,” Blake said, shamefaced.
    “What about the girl?” Peck pressed. “All I know of her is what I found left behind on the playground early this morning. Though that told me quite a bit.”
    “She’s from Beacon,” Blake said. “She just moved here.”
    Peck frowned at the thought. “What’s a Beacon girl doing in Spokie?” he asked.
    “I overheard something she said about her father being transferred. She doesn’t wanna be here.”
    “What’s her father do?” Peck asked.
    “I don’t know.”
    “It’s my assumption that he works for DOME. Is that plausible, from what you heard?”
    “I dunno. I guess. It was hard to hear; I was using a cup against a wall.”
    “Okay,” Peck said. “But I’m thinking her dad may have been transferred here because of me. Jon? Trenton? The investigation? We knew they had their knives out. But is DOME really so worried they’d send a Beacon man after me? I want to know what you think.”
    “Maybe,” Blake said. “That would make sense.”
    “The girl knew too much about last night going into it . . . came too prepared. The only way to explain that is if she knew about Meg’s case. I don’t think any of those details’ve been released outside of DOME. So

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