Miles, standing with them at the edge now, tapping his nose with his index finger. Julianne looked down over the edge, at this place that was said to be dangerous but also amazing. She thought of coin wrappers and potted plants and missed opportunities. Taking a metal stake from her belt, she hammered it into the ground at the edge of the cliff, knotting a rope securely around it. Then she clipped the other end of the rope to the harness she wore, stepped forward, and lowered herself over the edge.