Cari POV

Sitting on the roof, I listen to Max and Fang's lover's quarrel. Snore.

Footsteps.

They sounded like…

"I can't find Angel anywhere," Gasman said, worriedly.

He couldn't find Angel? Hadn't she gone out with Total and Akila an hour ago?

I untied and retied my snow boots, making them extra tight. I pulled in my wings against my back. I walked to the airlock entrance, preparing to see Max and Fang.

I did. But they nearly launched me over the railing.

"Max! Fang! Wait!"

That's when she took off. Ignoring me.

Witch. High-headed. Stubborn. Must I go on?

Being the nice person I am, I followed.

Max POV

"Max, slow down!" Cari shouted.

"Don't try to stop me, Cari!"

Swooping down below me, and darting back up, she cut me off.

"I want to go with you. I want to help."

I stared at her, silent.

"Fine."

"But, be warned, Maximum Ride. The dangers of the Antarctic are scarier than you know…"

She pulled in her wings slightly and dropped down. Swooping over the Antarctic terrain, looking for Angel, she looked like a hawk swooping over the desert, looking for food.

'Scarier than you know…"

Her words stuck in my head like a stamp to a letter.

I had a feeling she knew something I didn't.

What could it be?