The Superhero's Origin (The Superhero's Son Book 5) by Lucas Flint

where Twinfist had gone.”
    “Do you think he’ll attack again?” I said.
    “Not right away, no,” said Emma, shaking her head. “I searched for him, but he seems to have vanished. I imagine that getting his legs crushed under a gigantic tree like that probably made him decide to retreat for now.”
    “But we will still need to leave,” said Grandfather. “Now that they know where we are, Echo will likely send someone else after us. Emma, you know what to do.”
    Emma frowned, as if she wasn’t looking forward to whatever she had to ‘do,’ but then she bowed and said, “Yes, sir. I will get the travel preparations ready right away.”
    “And please show Kevin and Triplet out,” said Grandfather, gesturing at us. “They have already agreed to leave, so they need to go before we do anything else.”
    “Yes, sir,” said Emma. She looked at me and Triplet. “Please follow me. I will lead you off the property; after that, you must never return here or try to contact us ever again.”

Chapter Five

 
    T en minutes later, Triplet and I were walking alone through the forest, going down the main path that Triplet said he had used to get here. Emma had shown us off the property, but had not followed us off it. I guess she must have trusted us to leave without worrying that we would simply come back.
    I wanted to come back, don’t get me wrong, but at the same time I also didn’t want to put my grandparents’ lives in danger just to satisfy my own desires to see them. I wondered where they were going to hide next and how they could possibly avoid the wrath of Echo and her allies. Granted, my grandparents had apparently done this several times over years, so I probably didn’t have anything to worry about, but I couldn’t stop thinking about them anyway.
    Triplet was pretty quiet while we walked. But I could tell he was thinking, because his eyes seemed to be focused on something in the distance, even though there was nothing ahead of us but trees and bushes for as far as the eye could see.
    “Well,” I said, breaking the silence after a few minutes of walking, “I guess I’ll be heading back to Hero Island. How are you going to get back to NYC?”
    “My car,” said Triplet without looking at me. “I took it here and parked it down the path. I’ll be fine.”
    “Okay,” I said. “You seem distracted.”
    Triplet suddenly looked at me as if I had just shouted. “What?”
    “I said, you seem distracted,” I said. “But I understand. You’re probably thinking about how you are going to have to start from scratch to find that girl’s soul.”
    “Yes, I was thinking about how I was going to need to find a new lead, but that wasn’t all,” said Triplet. “I was thinking about what your grandfather said. I didn’t know much about Project Neo before he told us about it, but it fits with some of what I know about it.”
    “All I know about Project Neo is that Master Chaos used some of the weapons that were developed in it to try to kill me,” I said with a shrug. “Not that it worked, of course, which makes me wonder just how effective that program is.”
    “Right,” said Triplet. “But what really caught my attention was that your grandfather was blatantly lying to us about quite a few things.”
    “Lying?” I said. “What do you mean? What was he lying about?”
    “For one, the fact that his wife is ill,” said Triplet. “Granted, we never saw her, but I find it very strange how your grandfather was very vague about your grandmother’s illness. I think he had another reason for not allowing us to see her, though what, I don’t know.”
    “That seems like a stretch to me,” I said. “Maybe it was a really contagious disease that he didn’t want us catching.”
    “I doubt it,” said Triplet. “I didn’t see any special equipment or anything that Matthew and Emma would need to handle a contagious disease. Besides, if the disease was really contagious, Jane would be in a