LYCHOS

Book Three of the Lychos Cycle

My legs ache, my whole body, really. I've been one tight, tense knot since leaving the train behind in the Northwest and stealing this family car. The long drive from southern Washington has given me nothing but time to think about what we've left behind-good friends, uncovered secrets-and about what's to come. I crack open a window, allowing the cool Pennsylvanian night air, crisp with the promise of frost, to stir the ...