Chapter 49

My mouth dropped open in alarm. The announcer had just described the three of us, and here we were. Right out in the open so everyone could see us.

And see us they could. Up the row of vans from us was a small group of guards clustered in a tight circle, all staring at us like we had the word guilty written across our faces.

I took the smoke grenades from Kendra. "Cover me. Then go to number seventy-nine," I hissed and then I took off before either of them could stop me.

Through the vans I went. Top speed, just as I had when I'd earned second in the state running the 400-meter. Or as top speed as I could with shitty boots and running around vans in a crowded garage.

The air crackled with electricity. Red sparks flew. So did gunfire. With my heart in my throat, I zigzagged and ducked and kept. On. Running.