Megan allowed herself to be dragged to the front of the car, where Becky glared at her, realizing that Megan wasn't going to free her.
Her thoughts were a jumble as she tried to get her emotions in check. The last few moments were a rollercoaster of thoughts and feelings, and now she didn't know what to think. She knew what she didn't want to think about, though—all those lost lives, and how quickly she'd assumed the worst about Eldon—and was grateful when Shlee started talking about other things.
"They'll be tied up for a bit, so I want your help in devising a plan for when we get to the capitol," Shlee said as she sat in the driver's seat.
Megan looked around, but the passenger seat was already taken by Becky, as she thought about what Shlee was saying.
