Chapter 15

Beck pulled that old compass out of his pocket with a trembling hand and carefully held it out to me. "I was wrong. I really know I was wrong." "Take this back, and from now on... from now on, I'll lead the way for you, okay?" I looked at the compass and didn't reach out to take it. "I know how to read a map by myself now." "And if I really can't find my way, I'll go ask people who are willing to give me real answers." Miles's eyes were blood-red. He took a step forward, his voice tinged...