I’M ABOUT TO RECYCLE the map Keegan gave me. I mean, it’s not like I’ll ever need it again, right? I’m not planning to pull another Veronica Mars–in-the-woods stint again anytime soon. Plus, holding on to it seems super creepy, like one of those Outwit the Split freaks.
It’s only when I unfold it and almost send it to the shredder in my mom’s office that I notice something really strange about it. And I’m not sure exactly what that means.