Bridge of Souls (City of Ghosts #3)

“My great-uncle was a member.”

“But you’re not.”

“A technicality,” says Lara through gritted teeth. “Some ageist wording in the bylaws, but I’m working on it. You see, Cassidy and I, we’re in-betweeners.”

But nothing can predict your future, Cassidy, because futures aren’t predictable. They’re full of mysteries, and chances, and the only person who decides what happens in them is you.

Lara studies me, her anger glaring through the screen.

“Cassidy Blake,” she says slowly, “that is the stupidest thing I have ever heard. Being an in-betweener does not mean you have to face things on your own. It means you have to ask the right people for help. People like me.”