He slapped Ash lightly across the face.
Ash forced his eyes open, trying to focus.
He looked around.
“We need a way out of here.”
“What about Dev and Elliot?” I asked.
I leaned past Kieran and peered outside. Sy was burning anything that threatened his path. I could see Elliot and Dev pinned down behind another car.
Dev met my eyes and gestured sharply. Then he did it again.
I followed the direction of his hand.
Near the building, a car sat with two bodies slumped halfway out of the open doors.
The engine was still running.
“There’s a car out there,” I said to Kieran. “One we can use.”
Kieran followed my gaze. I could see the cogs turning.
“Stay here,” he ordered. “And keep pressure on that wound.”
I placed my hands over the bandage.
Ash looked at me blearily.
“I can help.”
“Rest,” I ordered, watching Kieran carefully.
“Seph—”
“Ash! I said rest—”
The barrel of a gun pressed against my head.
“Get up slowly and raise your hands.”
I froze, then slowly began to rise.
A tall, masked figure stood beside me. A belt at his waist held strange vials full of dark liquid and a sharp blade. On his hip hung an APA.
Two more men appeared behind him.
I met Ash’s eyes and saw the rage building in his mismatched gaze.
“Check her,” the man barked to his companion.
One of them grabbed the APA and pressed it against my skin.
The device beeped.
ANOMALY
“It’s her,” the soldier said.
