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Chapters (79)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Epigraph
  4. One
  5. Two
  6. Three
  7. Four
  8. Five
  9. Six
  10. Seven
  11. Eight
  12. Nine
  13. Ten
  14. Eleven
  15. Twelve
  16. Thirteen
  17. Fourteen
  18. Fifteen
  19. Sixteen
  20. Seventeen
  21. Eighteen
  22. Nineteen
  23. Twenty
  24. Twenty-One
  25. Twenty-Two
  26. Twenty-Three
  27. Twenty-Four
  28. Twenty-Five
  29. Twenty-Six
  30. Twenty-Seven
  31. Twenty-Eight
  32. Twenty-Nine
  33. Thirty
  34. Thirty-One
  35. Thirty-Two
  36. Thirty-Three
  37. Thirty-Four
  38. Thirty-Five
  39. Thirty-Six
  40. Thirty-Seven
  41. Thirty-Eight
  42. Thirty-Nine
  43. Forty
  44. Forty-One
  45. Forty-Two
  46. Forty-Three
  47. Forty-Four
  48. Forty-Five
  49. Forty-Six
  50. Forty-Seven
  51. Forty-Eight
  52. Forty-Nine
  53. Fifty
  54. Fifty-One
  55. Fifty-Two
  56. Fifty-Three
  57. Fifty-Four
  58. Fifty-Five
  59. Fifty-Six
  60. Fifty-Seven
  61. Fifty-Eight
  62. Fifty-Nine
  63. Sixty
  64. Sixty-One
  65. Sixty-Two
  66. Sixty-Three
  67. Sixty-Four
  68. Sixty-Five
  69. Sixty-Six
  70. Sixty-Seven
  71. Sixty-Eight
  72. Sixty-Nine
  73. Seventy
  74. Acknowledgments
  75. About the Author
  76. Praise for Destroy All Monsters
  77. Books by Sam J. Miller
  78. Back Ad
  79. About the Publisher

The team. They could stop this. But I’d have to convince them to. The photos I’d developed, using my gift—once I confronted the players with them, I might be able to scare them into doing the right thing.

The sun was hidden behind the clouds, and the sky was getting darker and darker even though sunset was a long way away. On the radio, Ms. Jackson had said the weather was strange, and now out of nowhere we were looking at a thunder and lightning storm, and maybe even snow, if the temperature kept dropping.

I had a lot of driving ahead of me. A whole bunch of football players to visit, and confront.

But before any of that, I had to talk to my mother and father. I didn’t know if they’d know what to do about Mr. Barrett—or if they’d even believe me when I told them—but I had to try.

Movies make a lot about the hero setting off alone to vanquish the monster. But those are movies. In real life, I needed all the help I could get.

Fifty-Eight

Solomon

The sun was hidden behind the clouds. The sky was getting darker and darker even though sunset was a long way away. Out of nowhere we were looking at a thunder and lightning storm, and maybe even snow, if the temperature kept dropping.

“Nothing,” Ash said, stepping out of the phone booth. “Couldn’t reach anyone I trust.”

She couldn’t very well call and say, I’m the princess, I need to talk to my mom, not if the Palace was as full of spies as Niv had said. If they were cops, they might be able to trace the call.

“The place is on such high alert that even my asking for someone specific got them all suspicious.”

“You sure you know where the Shield’s holed up?” I asked.

Ash nodded.

“Should we start to head that way?”

She frowned. Doing so was almost certainly suicide, but if we had other options, I didn’t know what they were.

“Wait,” she said. “I want to try to reach my mother one more time. Not in person or on the telephone—with my ability. But for it to work, we need to get as close to the Palace as we can.”

Maraud carried us through the busy late-afternoon streets. Posters with our faces on them had been put up in bus shelters and store windows. Ash wrapped a scarf around her face, and I had acquired a ridiculous hat from one of Radha’s neighbors.

On every street corner, people argued. We caught snatches of conversation as we ran. Tensions were so much higher. Everyone seemed to be on edge. Afraid, and angry. Arguments started easily, over the smallest things. People said horrible things about the Crown and the Palace that they’d never have dared to say before.