My fingers hovered over the screen as I tapped in the dates. I put Logan's birthday first, followed by Miles's.

As I entered the final digit, my heart pounded so violently I feared it might burst. Ben was now only ten meters away.

The screen flashed.

It was the correct password.

Relief swept over me as the private route unlocked, revealing the destination: Sky Sanatorium.

I instantly recognized the name. It was one of ...