THE BILLIONAIRE’S SECOND CHANCE BETRAYAL
no flight.
“I have to get to the core,” June said. Her voice was steady, but inside, she felt frozen.
“June, don’t!” Raven shouted, knocking away a shadow with her metal pipe. “My mom said the core’s crawling with those things!”
“Exactly,” June said. She looked at her mom, Sarah, who clutched the golden book. “Mom, if I reach the center, can I use my fire to bake the oil? Make it solid?”
Sarah scanned the book, eyes darting. “It’s not just about heat, June. You have to change the energy’s feeling. Like adding salt to slow down yeast in a recipe. You have to pour your humanity into the metal.”