"Hey!" The guard marches toward us and sticks the barrel of her gun between us. "Move aside. No conversation allowed."
Reggie shifts to the right, and I make eye contact with the guard.
"What's going on?" I say. "What happened?"
"Oh, like you don't know," she answers. "Now keep your mouth shut."
I watch her walk away, and then I see a small blond girl appear at the end of the hallway. Tris. A bandage stretches across her forehead, and blood smears her clothes in the shape of fingers. She clutches a piece of paper in her fist.
"Hey!" the guard says. "What are you doing here?"
"Shelly," the other guard says, jogging over. "Calm down. That's the girl who saved David."
The girl who saved David—from what, exactly?
"Oh." Shelly puts her gun down. "Well, it's still a valid question."
"They asked me to bring you guys an update," Tris says, and she offers Shelly the piece of paper. "David is in recovery. He'll live, but they're not sure when he'll walk again. Most of the other injured have been cared for."
The sour taste in my mouth grows stronger. David can't walk. And what they've been doing all this time is caring for the injured. All this destruction, and for what? I don't even know. I don't know the truth.
What did I do?
"Do they have a casualty count?" Shelly asks.
"Not yet," Tris replies.
"Thanks for letting us know."
"Listen." She shifts her weight to one foot. "I need to talk to him."
She jerks her head toward me.
"We can't really—" Shelly starts.
"Just for a second, I promise," Tris says. "Please."
"Let her," the other guard says. "What could it hurt?"
"Fine," Shelly says. "I'll give you two minutes."
She nods to me, and I use the wall to push myself to my feet, my hands still bound in front of me. Tris comes closer, but not that close—the space, and her folded arms, form a barrier between us that may as well be a wall. She looks somewhere south of my eyes.
"Tris, I—"
"Want to know what your friends did?" she says. Her voice shakes, and I do not make the mistake of thinking it's from tears. It's from anger. "They weren't after the memory serum. They were after poison—death serum. So that they could kill a bunch of important government people and start a war."
I look down, at my hands, at the tile, at the toes of her shoes. A war. "I didn't know—"
"I was right. I was right, and you didn't listen. Again," she says, quiet. Her eyes lock on mine, and I find that I do not want the eye contact I craved, because it takes me apart, piece by piece. "Uriah was standing right in front of one of the explosives they set off as diversions. He's unconscious and they're not sure he'll wake up."
It's strange how a word, a phrase, a sentence, can feel like a blow to the head.
"What?"
All I can see is Uriah's face when he hit the net after the Choosing Ceremony, the giddy smile he wore as Zeke and I pulled him onto the platform next to the net. Or him sitting in the tattoo parlor, his ear taped forward so it wouldn't get in Tori's way as she drew a snake on his skin. Uriah might not wake up? Uriah, gone forever?
And I promised. I promised Zeke I would look after him, I promised . . .
"He's one of the last friends I have," she says, her voice breaking. "I don't know if I'll ever be able to look at you the same way again."
She walks away. I hear Shelly's muffled voice telling me to sit down, and I sink to my knees, letting my wrists rest on my legs. I struggle to find a way to escape this, the horror of what I've done, but there is no sophisticated logic that can liberate me; there is no way out.
I put my face in my hands and try not to think, try not to imagine anything at all.
The overhead light in the interrogation room reflects a muddled circle in the center of the table. That is where I keep my eyes as I recite the story Nita gave me, the one that is so close to true I have no trouble telling it. When I'm finished, the man recording it taps out my last sentences on his screen, the glass lighting up with letters where his fingers touch it. Then the woman acting as David's proxy—Angela—says, "So you didn't know the reason Juanita asked you